She always stopped to check that she had everything on her list. She went shopping for items if something was missing.

Then, Angie patted the dough and shaped it into donuts. One day, Angie was busy in her shop.

She was frying donuts when she heard a noise. "What was that?" she wondered.

She peeked around the corner. "Ribbit!" A little toad had slipped into the shop. Angie stopped rolling out the dough and giggled.

"Hello, little toad! What are you doing here?" she asked. The toad just blinked. Angie gently swatted it with a broom.

The toad hopped out the door. Angie went back to her donuts. She stirred the batter and watched it bubble. Then, she put the donuts in the oven.

Angie fanned herself as it was getting hot in the shop. Soon, the shop was filled with the sweet smell of baking.

Customers started to come in. A woman named May walked in. "These donuts look delightful!" she said. Angie smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, May. Would you like to try one?" May nodded and then picked out a donut with sprinkles. She took a bite.

"Mmm, it's perfect!" May exclaimed, clapping her hands together. As Angie was helping another customer, she noticed the toad again.

It had returned and was now sitting on a donut. Angie laughed and said, "You really like it here, don't you?" She gently picked up the toad and placed it outside again.

This time, she hoped the toad would stay outside. The day went on, and Angie kept busy. She boxed and wrapped some donuts up and shipped others out to customers.

She rubbed her hands together, feeling happy about her work. Angie started cleaning up.

By sunset, Angie was tired but content. She had sold many donuts and made many people smile. She looked around her spotless shop and felt proud.

Angie took one last look outside. The toad was gone. She locked the door and headed home, ready to plan another day at the shop.