So, I’ve been meaning to write this post for a while. Since at least June 27, when I found my friend the frog hiding in my shoe again, on the first workday morning of my vacation. That morning, I shook my shoe as I always do, in case there’s something cold blooded in it. Then I felt the frog, and I grabbed my camera and snapped the following shots …
"Aww, what the hell, I was dreaming of fireflies." "You can't see me. I'm a shoe. You don't look that tough, anyway." "You really don't mind if I go back to sleep? Don't mind if I do ..." "That's right. This is my shoe." "And as such, I'm gonna reclaim it." "It's all mine." "Seriously. Whatcha gonna do about it?" "See. Mine. All Mine. Goodnight." "That's what I'm talking about. A nice sleep in my shoe home. Zzzzz...""Awww, c'mon ... why'd you go and shake me out of the shoe again?" "Does this look like the face of a happy frog? I'll get you next time."
And then, on July 10, as I was preparing to mow the lawn early in the morning before it got too hot, I found the frog in my shoe again. So I grabbed my good camera and captured the following …
"You'll never find me over here, where I blend in perfectly.""Bring it." "You got a lot of nerve waking me up like that, pal.""That's right, you best step back." "Yes, you are being shunned."
ha. that’s one photogenic frog. he made the mistake of getting
in MY shoe once. he didn’t make that mistake again.
🙂 i especially like the photo where his hand is on the shoe.
hilarious.
ha. that’s one photogenic frog. he made the mistake of getting
in MY shoe once. he didn’t make that mistake again.
🙂 i especially like the photo where his hand is on the shoe.
hilarious.