Runaround Sue
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@bottomsmhollow and zauberflöte when we pulled the table out from the wall my hubby said something like "So, there's that enormous thing that was going to kill you, huh?" I saw that little teeny lizard I felt about 2 feet tall and 4 years old!
I guess he anticipated this after the frog incidents, yes, there was more than one!
One Sunday night I walked into the kitchen and up to the sink and something odd caught my eye. I turned my head and there was this little 1 1//2" -2" little tree frog sitting on the counter next to the sink. I thought to myself that it wasn't real but then his eyes moved. That's when I screamed and ran hysterical through the house before my brain registered that it was only a little teeny frog. Hubby followed me back to the kitchen to see what the fuss was about and when he saw the little frog he said something like "THAT'S what all the screaming is about? THAT little thing???? He is more afraid of you than you are of him!"
You should have seen him trying to catch the frog to put him back outside, by then I was all "don't hurt him!" and screaming as the frog jumped in the sink, out on the counter, alongside the cabinet, behind the kitchen waste basket! Everywhere! It was like something from the 3 stooges with hubby jumping place to place with his hands cupped trying to catch the frog and me jumping up and down screaming like a ninny! It's a good thing the neighboring houses are far apart from us here!
More tree frog stories to come so stay tuned
I guess he anticipated this after the frog incidents, yes, there was more than one!
One Sunday night I walked into the kitchen and up to the sink and something odd caught my eye. I turned my head and there was this little 1 1//2" -2" little tree frog sitting on the counter next to the sink. I thought to myself that it wasn't real but then his eyes moved. That's when I screamed and ran hysterical through the house before my brain registered that it was only a little teeny frog. Hubby followed me back to the kitchen to see what the fuss was about and when he saw the little frog he said something like "THAT'S what all the screaming is about? THAT little thing???? He is more afraid of you than you are of him!"
You should have seen him trying to catch the frog to put him back outside, by then I was all "don't hurt him!" and screaming as the frog jumped in the sink, out on the counter, alongside the cabinet, behind the kitchen waste basket! Everywhere! It was like something from the 3 stooges with hubby jumping place to place with his hands cupped trying to catch the frog and me jumping up and down screaming like a ninny! It's a good thing the neighboring houses are far apart from us here!
More tree frog stories to come so stay tuned