Happy Monday gang.
All's been fairly quiet thus far at work today which means that everyone is still hungover from the Texan's game ...and yes...wonder of wonders..you know who actually made it in to the office.
I noticed something unusual Saturday night that I'd almost forgotten about until God knows what reminded me of it.
We've always had an abundance of critters in the back yard..all of the green lizards..all named Larry BTW..keeps it easy...the birds , tree rats and the frogs.
It's the frogs that I am wondering about now.
Actually I am wondering about Andy and Gracie Marie's lack of predator skill to be exact.
Usually Andy would be hell bent to get the frogger to the point that I would have to leave the patio when he nabbed the poor thing because like his mother he likes to torture his prey for a while.
Same said for Gracie Marie...until lately.
Evidently Froggie and his Missus ( no..they are not green, nor are they anywhere near cute enough to be called Kermit) are comfortable enough that they have babies back there.
I say this dark spot Saturday night out on the concrete patio floor and thought... " Well there's a spot you missed sweeping girlie...get your OCD butt over there and attend to it. "
On closer inspection..it appeared to be a baby froggie.
Yes..it is that boring at the Casa lately when I am reduced to reporting on the status of the Clan Froggie.
Shoot me now.
Have a great week.