After I had no cats left in the house, I said I wasn’t having another pet in the house and that lasted until a squatter sneaked into my house. Apparently when I brought the flower pot late in the fall, in an attempt to save the last blooming plant, I also transported something else. And when the plant died and I quit watering it, the resident in the pot had to come out looking for water. So one day, I discovered a gray tree frog on my floor (covered in lint as he must have ventured under the dryer) and it was below zero so I couldn’t release him outside.
And although today would be warm enough, I don’t know if he would be able to find a place to burrow in with the ground frozen so I guess my pet gets to stay a little longer. So it was a good thing that I learned how to catch flies alive when I was a kid for my science experiments (like painting their wings different colors and releasing them to see were they went – although my mom wasn’t too appreciative of my experiment), but at least I have food for my unwanted pet.
Froggy Friday
