She missed one.
That one little frog (toad?) sat outside our bedroom window and
"I'm going to fire a round at that thing in a minute" Mr. Perfect claimed while getting ready for bed.
"But hon, how will you know where to shoot?"
"I'm going to fire so many *rounds one will get him!"
*Edited for family content.
No shooting was had and the frog eventually quieted down. After he almost made us move to the guest room for the night.
Maybe Lacy didn't hunt him because she ran face first into a road sign and a brick mailbox on our run. Can't decide if she was just too tired to move, or if she's possibly as flaky as her mom... I'm going with the latter.
6 comments:
Ha! How can one little frog be so darn loud? I hear them too. I just don't get it. I love your husbands response.
Those frogs can be brutal!! Glad you finally got some sleep without having to move to the guest room!
haha! brutal!
ugh, I might have gotten desperate enough to kiss it, just in the off-chance that it turned out to be a prince ;-)
Really? A frog? That loud? Ummm....my hubby would have loved to have fallen asleep to that. He sleeps like a log....
Eww - I really don't like toads too much! I also hate when things outside keep you awake.
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