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cairistionaI just swept part of the kitchen. And with the dust bunny came a tree frog. A TREE FROG. IN MY KITCHEN. WIGGLING IN MY HAND WHEN I PICKED UP THE DUST BUNNY.
One does not expect to pick up a wiggling tiny frog when one picks up a dust bunny made of shed cat hair.
One might or might not let out a little yelp.
Okay, I let out a yelp. Not a scream, just a startled, yelpish, "What the... wait what... THAT'S A FROG."
Because what even.
*sigh*
It didn't look good but was still alive, so I untangled its poor little back feet and then put it outside under some wet leaves because it really looked dehydrated. Lord only knows how long it's been in the kitchen. I only sweep about once every 3-4 days. I hope it lives. I do like little frogs, but I prefer them outside rather than, you know, in my kitchen.
So this latest is in addition to the speckled king snake who has taken up residence in the garage--discovered him when I went out to the car and nearly stepped on him. But he can stay. They're not poisonous and they eat rodents. You're winning at life if a king snake decides to grace your garage. (And king snakes are hilarious because they rattle their tail at you like they're some big, bad rattlesnake. Um, no, little guy. You are not a rattlesnake but A for effort. Here's your Oscar.)
And of course there was the aforementioned hapless turtle who died, although I've seen another one since so we're not devoid of turtles outside. Now if one of those gets in the house...!!!
Just another Monday in the little house in the little woods where apparently the wildlife is now scoffing at my puny walls and doors and waltzing right on in.
One does not expect to pick up a wiggling tiny frog when one picks up a dust bunny made of shed cat hair.
One might or might not let out a little yelp.
Okay, I let out a yelp. Not a scream, just a startled, yelpish, "What the... wait what... THAT'S A FROG."
Because what even.
*sigh*
It didn't look good but was still alive, so I untangled its poor little back feet and then put it outside under some wet leaves because it really looked dehydrated. Lord only knows how long it's been in the kitchen. I only sweep about once every 3-4 days. I hope it lives. I do like little frogs, but I prefer them outside rather than, you know, in my kitchen.
So this latest is in addition to the speckled king snake who has taken up residence in the garage--discovered him when I went out to the car and nearly stepped on him. But he can stay. They're not poisonous and they eat rodents. You're winning at life if a king snake decides to grace your garage. (And king snakes are hilarious because they rattle their tail at you like they're some big, bad rattlesnake. Um, no, little guy. You are not a rattlesnake but A for effort. Here's your Oscar.)
And of course there was the aforementioned hapless turtle who died, although I've seen another one since so we're not devoid of turtles outside. Now if one of those gets in the house...!!!
Just another Monday in the little house in the little woods where apparently the wildlife is now scoffing at my puny walls and doors and waltzing right on in.
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