…shame on you.
Ok, I didn’t think I had anything to post today…well, I actually have tons, but I was going to be lazy until I got a burst of adrenaline just now.
I was outside bringing in my houseplants. It’s going to get really cold Sunday night or Monday. So, I grabbed a decorative birdhouse, thinking I may as well put it away, too.
I sort of shook the house to make sure no wasps were inside. Then I took it inside and opened the closet door and reached waaaay up to put it on a shelf.
I started shrieking before I even realized I was shrieking. A treefrog was hanging halfway out of the upper opening of the birdhouse.
When I finally stopped shrieking and then laughing I handed the house to Aaron so I could take a picture. Of course, froggie went back in before I could get the pic of him dangling in front of my face.
You can just see froggie peering out the bottom door this time. What a hoot!