Yesterday evening, I went outside to sweep my porch. The dogs have managed to dig up almost every blade of grass in the back yard, so they track in dirt on a daily basis, requiring a good sweeping several times a week.
Because I don’t like the feel of grainy dirt on my feet, and because I am a tad lazy, I put these shoes on the porch as a matter of convenience…just so I’d have them handy…
Now, I know they’re not the prettiest, but in their heyday, they were my favorites, and they are still really comfortable.
Anyhoo…
I slipped my feet in to get busy, and all of sudden I jerked back.
My right foot had encountered an obstacle when sliding into my shoe.
I screamed and flipped the shoes off.
I fearfully took a peek inside and screamed like a girl (hey, what can I say? I am a girl!).
I did the heebie-jeebie dance, flinging my hands and arms around like someone who’s just been grossed out.
The Mr. raised his eyebrow. He’s used to my antics.
I do this when I see spiders and cockroaches too.
However, being the dedicated blogger that I am, I grabbed the camera and faced my fear.
Look at what was inside my shoe…
Yep. That’s a frog.
It has been raining buckets around here lately, and I suspect that little guy came in for a reprieve. The Mr. suspects that the critter also found it warm and cozy, although I fail to see how the smell of my stinky feet would be comforting to anyone, but hey, what do I know? I am not the Frog Whisperer.
So, the shoes are still on my porch. I refuse to touch them. I am afraid that little froggy is going to jump out and scare the bejeepers out of me again.
Hello, my name is AuburnChick, and I am a sissy.
Filed under: This-n-That | 7 Comments »
AuburnChick's Adventures 