Minh ran into our Neighborhood Biologist yesterday and she had a funny little story to tell him about our friend the Gray Hot Tub Frog. She and her kids walked about 50 yards into the woods behind their house and let him go near a stream. The next day he was on the window of their house, looking in. Apparently, he is just starved for human companionship. So, they once again marched 50 yards into the woods and let him go by the same stream. And as of yesterday they had not seen him again.
That's because he was making his way back to our hot tub.
Yup, that's right. Early this morning Minh went to get in the tub and there sat our little friend, right on the edge of the tub. Now, I suppose it could just be another Gray Hot Tub Frog--they do all look alike. Maybe the word is out that we have a nice warm spot for froggies to hang out. But since we never saw one in all the time we've lived her until last week, I'm inclined to believe that it's the same little guy. Though I marvel at the fact that he made it all the way back here...having to cross at least one street to do it.
Now he's in a tupperware container on my bathroom vanity, waiting to be relocated once again. We may just have to drive him across state lines to be sure we're rid of him.
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Don't forget the air holes in the tupperware!
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