My wife, the gardener, is afraid of wildlife... outside, and even more so inside the house
I am the designated "Dragon Killer" when there is anything from the outside that makes it's way to the inside
Tonight, that was a tiny green frog hopping across our bedroom floor... and under the bed
After first threatening to go stay the night at a Hotel, she sent me on a frog hunt
So there we were... me, a bit slow to get down on the floor with a bad knee... against a frog about the size of my thumb
With my wife supplying "conniption fit" sound effects in the background
Using my metal Mag-Lite flashlight to track the progress of the frog from one side of the bed to the other, I lay in wait
It finally made it's way to the opposite side, and hopped behind the night stand
The frog seemed determined to continue in a straight line, right along the wall, so all I had to do was bide my time
A swift pounce of my left hand (holding flashlight in right hand) and I wrapped it up into captivity
I released the frog into the backyard pond from whence it came... while my wife wondered out loud how it got in the house
I had to point out that the locking security screen door on the back was designed to keep LARGE animals out, and our cats in, but a tiny green frog could easily fit through the 1/2" opening between metal door and door frame
She will, of course, continue to have the inside door open... which means I will, of course, be called into Dragon Killer duty again
At least it was a frog and not a snake... then she WOULD have gone to spend the night at a Hotel
I can't really make out the size of this one, relative to the distant background (is that a far away windmill?) but mine was at least a green cousin
At least I got to the frog before our gray cat... she used to catch field mice that got into the garden room at our last house... and then leave dead, half eaten, bodies laying around
I think my wife would have moved out for good if she stepped on frog guts during the night
Cats that a thing for frogs and lizards, along with birds and snakes too!
Our big tuxedo cat, Tommy, used to hunt anoles (some call them American Cameleons),
and would often come inside, yelling, with 2- 3 hanging off of his lips. Usually, he got them first, but sometimes, I think that he'd tackle a gang of the little buggers. He looked a bit like some of the youth of today, who hang all sorts of things from their lips. We'd just remove them, and turn them lose, much to Tommy's chagrin, as he wanted to punish the little beasts. Normally, he'd nail a few of them, the very next day - one at a time.
could maybe do a clip of the green frog against blue screen....tight, close up....
THEN get clip of wife hanging out in garden etc...
Combine so it looks like a GIANT FROG coming close to her....like the size of GODZILLA ( FROGZILLA ! )
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