I have seen
The old pond
Frog jumping in
And sound of water. (Sadiqullah Khan)
But today it wasn't in an old pond - the large frog was in my swimming pool. How long it had been there I do not know, but the fact that I have a salt water pool probably helped its survival. Chlorine, on the other hand, would have killed it within minutes, and to think that some people swim in the stuff. He (and I am no authority when it comes to sexing amphibians) was moving quickly, but little match for my deftness with the long-handled pool net. I exaggerate. It took me ten minutes and more than that number of scoops to catch him. But catch him I did, and within the blue mesh of the net he remained quite feisty. What to do? If I released him in the woods he would probably seek out another pool if not mine. So it was clear. Protesting with his back legs, I put him ignominiously in a plastic shopping bag, and drove him the two miles to Sagg Pond. There I tipped him out at the water's edge where after two large hops he waved goodbye ( I'm kidding) and slid into the water.
A satisfactory outcome for the frog, but am I losing my objectivity?
2 comments:
Maybe losing your sanity ... rather like the librarian who was quietly working when three chickens walked in and jumped on to the counter eyed her and said “BUK BUK BUK”
Not sure she was sane she gave the chikens three books and they left. An hour later in walked the chickens again jumped onto the counter, returned the books they had taken earlier and said “BUK BUK BUK”
Now convinced she was out of her mind she gave them three books, they took one each and left. This time she decided to follow them.
She followed them down to the local pond and stood horrified as they threw the books into the water.
All of a sudden they flew back out of the pond and a frog stuck it’s head up saying “RREDIT RREDIT RREDIT!”
That comment was so groan-laden I nearly deleted it!
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