Over the past week, I have been very aware of little rustlings in my bedroom at night. The first night I tried to find the little animal, but after half an hour gave up, deciding that it was most likely a little frog and they're not scary cos they can't climb onto my face while I sleep!
At this time of year I get quite a lot of the little fella's coming into my flat under the front door as there's a little gap where it doesn't quite fit right.
Then this morning, while I was getting dressed I finally spotted my little green friend. I caught him in a empty butter tub and took him outside where he belongs. I hope he doesn't think my bedroom is a nice home after being here a whole week and come back tonight!
1 comment:
still can't get over the fact that this didn't freak you out, and yet you would not hold a chick at the farm cos they are 'unpredictable'!
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