In my last post, I mentioned that I had hospitalized a frog (probably a Cuban Tree Frog, which is an invasive species,) in a container in my kitchen over night to help him recuperate after an exciting day. See previous 2 posts. And I explained how I checked on him that night before I went to bed (and may not have put the lid on his container correctly.) And how the next morning, Frog was gone.
I did not look for the Frog who I suspected was hopping about in a house occupied by 3 humans and 2 cats… because, well because.
… Every so often when I am house cleaning I will come across some dried up critter, usually always a lizard, that has wandered into my house and made its way behind a piece of furniture in the bedroom. This is Florida and the veil between the two worlds, or “inside” and “outside” are kind of thin. Houses are not impervious…so I figured that I would find Frog a few weeks or months from now, in a closet or behind a bookcase, all dessicated…
and I admit I went about my business that morning. Eventually I wandered through the kitchen and happened to look down (perhaps to not step on a cat tail,) and saw the Frog, hanging onto the handle of a jug of Arizona Tea. We keep 3 or 4 jugs stacked next to the Refrigerator.
I swooped down, picked him up, he hung onto my thumb but also started trying to Escape! and I made a beeline to the Orchid Tree: out the sliding glass door, out the porch door and out to the Tree. As soon as we got to where there was AIR, the Frog was so joyful/excited/anxious…
I placed him on the sunny side of the tree because there was at least a 10 degree difference between Indoors and Outdoors temperatures, and the Frog bolted off the Tree and straight out into the Sunlight!
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