The Frog

The boys found a frog. It was down in the water shut off outside of our house. Why they decided to look in there is beyond me....oh that's right they are boys. Boys do things like that. They came running in hollering that they needed flashlights, quickly! They came back saying they needed a yard stick, NOW! The frog needed to be rescued. It could not get out. Dad helped with the rescue. The rescue was successful. It is a frog and not a toad. It was brought safely into the house in a container. Larry said he didn't think it would live long since it wasn't moving. Well it was chilly outside, you probably wouldn't move much either if were were stuck down in a hole and suddenly had bright lights and a yard stick poking at you either. The frog warmed up. He jumped out of his container. Did I mention the container was not that tall? We lost the frog. We looked for over an hour. We moved the furniture. I found a lot of dust, but no frog. I found a lot of toys under the sofa but no frog. I gave a warning. Someone better find the frog or NO ONE was sleeping tonight. The frog eluded us. For awhile. I found him, calmly sitting in the hall staring at the wall. Probably trying to figure out where he was. The frog is still safely in the house, in a cage with a lid. I will be putting something heavy on top of the lid....just in case.
I love boys! Justin has gone from wanting to feed it to wanting to dissect it. There will be no dissecting. Mr. Frog is safe, unless he decides to try another escape plan then all bets are off! Did I mention I love boys!