Today I found a little frog. At least I think it was a frog. Just like the toad from a couple of days ago, something awful happened almost immediately when I came into contact with it. I had just stepped out onto the front deck, shut the screen door and looked down and happened to notice a little bit of movement from around the threshold. It looked an awful lot like a leg flailing. That’s because it was; the frog was apparently skulking around the door and either I swept it up with the door or it lept at the wrong time; either way, it was trapped between the threshold and the door.
“OH GOD NO” I said, or similar. I opened the door as carefully as I could. It hopped free, seemingly unscathed. Good thing the whole area is kind of warped or else I think it would have been squished entirely. The frog only hopped a short distance away, to the edge of the porch. And there he stayed. For a really, really long time.
I’m really not too sure what kind of frog he might be. I looked at the DNR’s website of frogs (and toads) and compared the pictures and didn’t think that anything there looked particularly like this frog. Maybe the wood frog.