Yesterday was a beautiful day in the morning. It was sunny and warm and wonderful. But we got a series of pretty serious storms and downpours from afternoon into the evening. By the night, everything was a warm, muggy mess and apparently everyone was trying to escape. Chris and I had the 2ond floor window open to let out some of the humidity. When I went to shut it to go to bed at around midnight, what did I see but a small frog (Chris says its a toad, but I've always thought of toads as bulbous, ugly things, and frogs as more spry, so I say its a frog) clinging to our window screen. I imagine he was trying to warm up from the radiant heat escaping our window. Nevertheless, you have to wonder how he got up to our 2ond story window.

Sorry for the blurry phone pic! In other news, I suppose the story of how Chris got hit by a frog falling from the sky one night now seems far more plausible.
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