Our springtime weather was short lived. The snow has returned. It's thick, wet snow that quickly covered all colour early spring had brought us. The other day, we went for a run around the small lake down the street. While we were stretching, I kept hearing croaks. Slowly, I crept towards the lake and saw about 4 or 5 bullfrogs sitting on the bank singing to each other. I tried to motion to Anna and quietly as I could, but it wasn't quiet enough, they stopped their song and all but one jumped into the water. I think he was on watch or something because he wouldn't move. Even when I poked him with a stick! Then, I thought he might be dead so I kinda threw the stick at him... that made him move. Anna chastised me after that and said, "Oh, and you claim to love animals?"
Are frogs animals? While I was looking for a picture of this frog sign that comes up every spring along roads (they literally cover the streets making them very slippery... and gross) I found this
without owls there's no toast! Without moles there's no pizza!!! AND without the frog there is no beer! Well, I won't be throwing sticks at frogs anymore. Also, I love owls. They look like cats with wings.
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