Amphibious Rescue

Yes, another one! Not at my house this time, though. Word is apparently out on the amphibious and reptilian grapevine that I’m their go-to girl.

I was going into Jay C grocery when I saw a man with a little boy leaving. The man was sort of booting something ahead of them, saying, “Watch out for the frog.” I thought he was making a joke with his son, but then I saw it was an actual FROG! The man was kind of nudging it and kind of helping it along with some extra elevation. When he had it in the vestibule, he left. I could hear him calling to the people coming into the vestibule, “Don’t run over the frog!”

Well, what could I do? I’m asking you, what else could I do?

I left my cart and went out and scooped up the frog before somebody could step on the li’l bubber. Then I thought, “Now what? Out side, there are a few pots of chrysanthemums and about a hunnert acres of asphalt. Where did a frog come from, anyway?”

Ah! The area behind the store is undeveloped and then residential. So I walked around to the back of the building and, sure enough, there was Frogland. I suppose the little daredevil hopped into the store through the loading dock and made his way far enough for Mr. Boots to give him the wrong directions.

amphibiousSo now my amphibious friend is home, and with quite a story to tell.

This is my day to post at Fatal Foodies, so I am. Not about frog’s legs, either.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: What would your character do if a squidgy creature needed assistance in a public place?



I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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One thought on “Amphibious Rescue

  1. Pierre Laberge

    November 4, 2014 at 6:44pm

    He boldly went where no frog had gone before. Sort of the Lief Erikson of frogs. A little green Hero. Call him “Kermit”!!!

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      Marian Allen

      November 4, 2014 at 9:39pm

      I can’t call him anything, though; I didn’t keep him; I turned him loose in Frogland. Kermit would have been the perfect name for him, though, for sure. 🙂

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  2. Pierre Laberge

    November 4, 2014 at 11:41pm

    Well, then, you can remember him a “The K Frog”!

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