Chuck was sitting peacefully beside me on the floor, doing a good imitation of a peaceful obedient loyal dog, when he suddenly got up and ran over to the base of the stairs, ears up...
and backed away, looking at me.
I got up pretty fast too, and there was a pretty small toad in the house!?!?!????
Photos came out kinda grainy. He didn't object to his photo being taken, I think he was enjoying the warmth of my hands.
He's now out back, a friend for the big fellow out there.
Still doesn't answer the question of where they are coming from.
Oh, and Chuck? He went and hid in his box once I picked the toad up. You'll notice I didn't include brave in the description at the top of this post.