The night before last, I'm dozing off to sleep when I hear it. I swore I heard it the other night too, but Joe makes some weird sounds in his sleep and I just wrote it off as him snorting again. It was the frog. My male bullfrog was out there.....calling. I grabbed Joe's arm and whispered "Do you hear it??!" I think he did, but he wasn't nearly as excited about it as I was for some reason. I think he likes sleeping.
For those of you who missed it last week, homeboy bullfrog hopped away after a big storm and a lot of rain hit Weirdville. Apparently, somebody thought that life here wasn't all that grand and headed for parts unknown--or he was just all giddy with the wet grass and kept hoppin', all stupid-like. Either way, he was gone. Missing. MIA.
Well, I thought he was dead--eaten up by the opossum or the raccoon or pterodactyl or something else. I mean, you don't have many places to go around here and survive if you are a bullfrog. A big, fat, juicy bullfrog that is all dotty with big green eyes and such. And I was sure he was a Flat Stanley or lunch or something--and I felt really, really sad.
That is....until I heard him. And I heard him coming from next door........at my neighbor's pond.
Now, if you know me, you know I do not like my weirdo neighbors. We don't talk, we don't visit, we don't wave across the fence or anything like that........because they are nuts. And the idea that my frog went there to escape here.........well...........it peeves me. To no end.
So, yesterday, I get all Gladys Kravitz-like and I act like I'm just walking around my yard. (Okay, so I'm Gladys Kravitz with a camera, so what?) And I pretend that I'm just taking photos of my garden, but secretly, I'm spying on their pond . And what do I spy between the fence posts???? This:
And while I want to be all mature and say "Oh, I'm just glad he is alive after all"--deep inside I want to murder that stupid frog.
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Well, maybe he'll see the light and head back home!
--and hell hath no fury...
He's on vacation at a water park?
That is the most ungrateful froggie I have ever seen!
Clearly reptiles do not have loyalty as one of their characteristics. :(
xo Catherine
I think I would go over and pick him up when the neighbors are gone!
Violet--Well, he'll have a nice surprise. There are 2 new tadpoles to take over his spot. Harumph.
Vanilla--NO kidding. Stupid frog. And to think I worried about him!
Helene--He didn't know how good he had it here. Sheesh.
Daisy--Thank you, Daisy. I thought so too. Gees, I'm steaming at that frog!
Catherine--His loss. And we are loaded with cute girl frogs at our pond! What gives???!
Diana--Can't really go over there. A)I have to go around the block to get into their yard and I don't want to be too obvious and B)Yeah/no. They hate us.
That is kind of a dumb frog. He is better off at the neighbors. Soon you will have your own big ole frogs there at your house. Bet those bad neighbors don't even know the frog is living there. Have your self a froggy Wednesday.
Well Phooey.
Phorget that Phrog.
Phorever!
Unless he phinds his way back to phriends and home.
Then phorgive that phickle phroggy.
"It ain't easy being green"...for you or the frog! Ahhh...let him go...I hear he wasn't much of a prince to begin with!
Wen
Yea, but with all that leg, and not so much in the head (as you say) he'll probably be back:)
LOL...I can't stop laughing at your description of your homeboy heading over to lame-O neighbors pond...
I mean, the NERVE of that frog!! haha! ;)
That was funny - maybe under dark of night you could sneak over there and "guide him back home?? Or maybe he doesn't love Hobbes as much as you might think...just sayin'
Oh My god...I am CRYING laughing. Seriously you just made my whole morning!!!!!!! We are so much alike and I just wish WE were neighbors!!!!
You have a COMPETING NEIGHBOR?!?!?!?! I had no idea they had a pond, too! This changes everything!
THIS MEANS WAR!!!
This is one of my favorite blogs yet! It's the perfect mix of comedy and tragedy. I would be mad at the stupid frog as well, especially because you have such a great waterfall that I helped fix. P.S. I was at your house last night with Colito, and you were sleeping, so I was a little bummed. -- Taylor Terry
Well maybe in the next rain he will hop back. Think positively.
And remember...his brain is the size of a pea.
Maybe he can't fit through the fence without all that rushing water from the rains which obviously took him over there since he'd never would have left on his own!
I think it's time to train Hobbes to become a "Golden" frog retriever. He could get over that fence and back before anyone would notice him.
Anita's Mom
How sad your frog left your pond for next door. What an ungrateful little froggy! Hopefully he'll come to his senses and return (unless he's afraid of Hobbes).
I tell ya you should make a trip down here this weekend and pick up a faithfull frog. You could also pick up a kitten named Joplin too, Hobbes needs a new friend to share his kibble with.
Frogs are fickle critters. JMHO
You will have to make a trail of dead flies for him to follow back to your pond, but how will you do it without the neighbor noticing?
Maybe you can send Hobbes over the fence to bring the frog back
Marg--They never come outside except to smoke. So, I'm sure they don't have a clue that he is there, nor do they get to enjoy his deep croak in the warm nights. Their loss. Funny how they "have" him, but they are missing out....big time.
Chuck--Phorget him, I say. But kill the phatted calf if he ever comes home!
Wen--Oh, Wen, he was lovely. I mean, LOVELY. *sniff*
Nancy--I keep watching for some big rains to come to coax him back under the fence. I hope so.
A.Marie--Well, I think he's gonna miss all those birdie dinners over there. With the waterfall at our house, birdie dinners are much easier to happen upon. Whatever. His loss.
Grace--He would plop back into their pond and we'd have to fish around for him. Then the security light would go on and the idiot who lives there would come out to smoke and bust us all. AND he's a Weirdville "detective". But he's sort of dumb and wouldn't be able to find us in his own backyard. Well....maybe we ought to do it. You know, for the blog post of it all! :P
peewee--I would like you as my neighbor, peewee, because I think you would let me come over and get my stupid frog. Can't you see it? Ding. Dong. "Uh, can I get my frog?"
Rebecca--Competing isn't the word. That woman is INSANE! If we got a grill, they got a grill. If we got a lawn mower, they got a lawn mower. Roof = roof. New car = New car. If we cut the lawn, she runs out and cuts hers within the hour. And now this....frog stealing. UGH.
Taylor Terry--That frog is an idiot. I mean, how can you beat the waterfall??! Sheesh. I think we need to make a plan to re-kidnap him. Sorry I missed you. I was pooped.
Pricilla--I keep watching the skies for a big storm to wash him back home. He's got to navigate that darn fence though. :(
Beaded Tail--I still can't believe he went through that fence! He can't go under it, so he had to be really determined. :( I hope he comes home too.
Anita's Mom--Hahaha! I like your thinking, Marie! Reconnaissance mission is in order!
Karen--No kidding! I'm not sure what is worse--death or fraternizing with the enemy.
Ozark Mtn Cats--Hahaha! I think I would need a whole bucket of frogs at the rate I'm going! Do you have a whole bucket full?
Jean--I'm thinking you are right. :( At least I can still hear him singing.
Sharkey--Those neighbors are never out--except to smoke. But you know, the minute we sneak over there, that is when they are gonna come outside. Ugh.
Ann--I LOVE that idea!! I can just see Hobbes doing his reconnaissance mission! Hahaha!
What a little asshole, I can't believe he went to the stupid neighbor's pond! I'd be pissed too (and maybe plan a little midnight recon mission to steal him back).
Casey--I think "asshole" was the term I used too, Casey. And a bunch of other unmentionables when I spied him over there grinning like a fool. I think he's deserving the life over there. He'd just better watch the cigarette butts coming at him!
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