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If you live in the vicinity of a pond, you may have noticed that frogs and toads have become much more abundant in recent weeks. Breeding season is right upon us, and this small male toad was brought into the centre recently by one of our volunteers, Mike. It had an injured right eye and a swollen tongue, but was bright and responsive. Sadly, the damaged eye is beyond repair, but the toad was given painkillers and anti-inflamatories to help combat the swelling. Luckily eye injuries are not uncommon in toads and he will survive just fine in the wild. It was moved into a special enclosure and is doing very well! We are keeping a close eye on it and will do all we can to get it back to the wild soon!

I assume they use tub butter? That’s what I do. Baking isn’t as big here though as it is elsewhere if feels like. Mostly cookies and stuff.

Calling the SGC was a necessary, tedious fascination. It never failed to imbue a thrill in seeing the wormhole activate, connecting to another galaxy with a reconstructed bridge in real time for the sole mundanity of giving weekly status updates. He connected his screen to SGC, tapping his comm to link it up. This week it was Colonel Carter greeting him, and he offered her a congenial smile. "Good evening, Colonel," He said, keeping an eye on the notification bar that indicated the data upload to SGC. It was mostly emails and other reports, a compressed status update of the expedition and sundry letters to the outside world, as few connections as many expedition members would have. Carter had her own eyes on a monitor in the operations room, nodding in real time as the data was received on her end. It consistently amazed him what technology the SGC and Atlantis had, and he waited to hear the reverb of a ping on her end to acknowledge a transmission two galaxies-wide.

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