Wednesday, February 1, 2012
In the absence of snow angels
I was snooping around the yard in all of this nice weather and I happened to catch a glimpse of the white underside of a frog on the bottom of the pond--which is not a good sign. I scooped him out with the net and homeboy looked a little...uh....stiff. I think he is dead, but who knows? Hibernation/dead--they sorta look the same sometimes. You gotta love Joe who says "Throw him back in--we'll know soon enough if he is dead". That man is all marshmallow, isn't he? I vote for him to be the one to have to scoop a dead frog out of the pond come March or April.
That's the one day I'm gonna be in the house.