So I noticed an empty plastic shoe box and saw the frog in a corner........slammed the box on him and relaxed , to a point. Thought it best to just get up and eat breakfast. Maybe and hour or 45 minutes passed before I came in the bedroom again. Horror! the box was not there. I found it behind the door and thought , oh my gosh now he's loose in my room. But the plastic box was blue and had to get my light to see in it, and sure enough the frog was there. Guess he just moved the box with him. After finding something heavy to put on the box, breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, Don got up and we managed to get the frog into a box with a lid and he went to the alley and turned him loose. Since the frog was so taken with me, I decided to call him Jerimiah. The reason for this was that Hoyt Axton wrote the song "Jerimiah was a Bullfrog" and I was in study hall with Hoyt one time. He only went to school here for a couple of years, but always think of him when I see a frog. His mother, Mae Axton, was my English teacher and wrote the song "Heartbreak Hotel" for Elvis Presley. Well, I'm off the track now, so I'll just close by saying .........I danced with a frog last night.
Think little goals and expect little achievements. Think big goals and win big success. I did succeed in conquering the Frog
Hugging Honeyma signing off.