I have a fondness for wildlife, especially when I’m safely tucked inside my home or car or indeed anywhere that the wildlife cannot possibly physically impact me. Sometimes, though, these man-made barriers don’t hold up their end of the bargain and I find myself face to face, or as the case might be, butt to face with a denizen of the Florida fauna.
In the middle of the night I awoke with the urgent need to tinkle. As usual, both cats had to accompany me. Peeing alone doesn’t happen in a household of felines. Scout Kitty was her usual business minded self: “C’mon mom, get it over with and go back to bed.”
But Patches was hyper attentive, jumping up on the back of the toilet and meowing frantically. I felt a ping of moisture on my exposed derrière, and thought she had drooled on me. Ew. Still, something felt off. I finished my business and upon turning to flush realized that it hadn’t been cat drool on my hind end, but this:
Now, I didn’t shriek, but I did giggle as I imagined this little guy pinging off of my butt and onto the toilet.
I carefully helped the little stranger climb into an empty trash can and carried him outside where he could rejoin the league of frogs serenading the night.
“Run free little guy!” I called after him.
You might wonder what Studly Doright was doing during all of this excitement. Snoring. He was snoring. At least Patches had my butt, I mean my back.
How about a little Sinatra? Appropriate in this situation.
Peace, people.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
‘The big lesson in life………….save for one Mr Trump becoming leader of the Free World’ a not unreasonable addition methinks! He is in England just as we get back from France in a couple of weeks…the ‘throwing’ tomatoes I left in the sun room should be suitable rotten by then!
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I was hoping he’d be asked to stay at home, but perhaps we can arrange for you to keep him there.
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I prefer Frank Sinatra
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I’m glad you helped him back out to be with his buddies. He’s a cute little fellow, but much better outside the house than in, I’ll bet. 🙂
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He looked so wise sitting there on my potty.
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Now you mention it, there is a kind of wisdom about the eyes.
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I think he was grateful that I chose not to flush him.
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I would NOT have been in as good as humor as you were. I think about this scenario quite often, ever since we saw a frog in a neighbor’s toilet here. Yuck.
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I’m still amazed I didn’t shriek!
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Crikey, you were so calm and cool through the whole thing. What a hero!
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I told my husband that the little guy looked so wise that I couldn’t be afraid.
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I wonder, would you scream if you knew that it wasn’t cat drool? Like, if there was no cat around.
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Perhaps!
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Aw! So cute! But I still wouldn’t want one on my butt.
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I know, right?
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