Charlie and I were sitting in the front room listening to a Barbara J. King lecture on biological anthropology (YES, we really were, okay?), and I looked up and saw this. I’n’t he just the cutest li’l dickens?
So he was like, “Lady, that’s embarrassing!” And I was like, “You’re the one who isn’t wearing pants.” But I quit being inside taking pictures of his underside and went outside and took pictures of his topside.
He reminded me of Toady, this stuffed frog I used to have who did impressions of stars and movie scenes. But this is supposed to be a short post for the A-to-Z Challenge–writing short is turning out to be the biggest challenge for me–so I’ll save Toady for another time. I still have him, actually, kinda-sorta.
But one last picture, of my welcome invader, welcome because he was up on the window eating the bugs attracted to the inside light.
WRITING PROMPT: Have your main character find another species in or about his/her home. Is it a danger to your character, or an annoyance or a blessing?
MA
Elizabeth Twist
April 13, 2011 at 9:23pmHa ha! That comment on the last photo is hilarious! Visiting via A to Z. Nice to meet you!
Marian Allen
April 14, 2011 at 9:43amThanks, Elizabeth! You’re the only person who seems to have noticed it. π Nice to meet you, too!
Morgan Mandel
April 11, 2011 at 4:27pmHow adorable!
Morgan Mandel
Nancy Williams
April 11, 2011 at 3:40pmGreat pictures.
Janet considered screaming. I mean, wasn’t that what she was supposed to do when faced with a garter snake in the kitchen sink?
Nancy
N. R. Williams, The Treasures of Carmelidrium.
Marian Allen
April 11, 2011 at 4:30pmLOL! Good one, Nancy! π
Nate Wilson
April 11, 2011 at 1:10pmHe may not have been wearing any pants (great line, by the way), but at least he wasn’t singing and dancing incessantly like ol’ Michigan J. Frog…
Although, on second thought, that would have been fun, too.
Marian Allen
April 11, 2011 at 1:58pmIf I’d had a tiny little top hat and cane, he would totally have been in costume for the picture….
κ΅μΈμ Inae Kyo
April 11, 2011 at 12:58pmIt made me think about all the little frogs I find in my basement on the damp days, right next to the portal to hell. (Yes, I have a portal to hell in my basement, not to proper hell though, to one of those damp paganish hells, from which the River Styx leaks from time to time. )
Marian Allen
April 11, 2011 at 1:57pmDamp hell = yuck
Are the little frogs souls who have wandered out of hell, or imps taking a cigarette break or what? Just little frogs and nothing more mystical than that? π