The frog is fine in case you were worried. My swim was delayed by an unforseen set of circumstances. I did not, however, get to my swim until after I fed the dog’s, around 4:00 p.m. Let me just say it was an “interesting” day and I never left the house or yard. More on that exact story later, but I will tell you I couldn’t swim because someone else was using our yard as a picnic ground.
Anyway, when I finally felt it was safe for the dogs and myself to venture back out into the yard again, I reeled back the solar blanket expecting to find my froggie friend somewhere. He was nowhere to be seen. I skimmed the assorted bugs off that had collected since the last time and wondered if he had managed to get out. Then I remembered to check the two automatic skimmers at either end of the pool where assorted things usually get caught when the pump is running. Nope, nothing in that one except a lizard and he’s not with us anymore, plus some dog hair. I open the cover to the other skimmer and something jumps up at me. Well, hello Mr. Frog, glad to see you made it after all! Now the trick is to lift the skimmer out without him jumping all over me. I am not particularly squeamish about bugs, etc, but I don’t really want them on me either. Finally I manage to get him out [without any physical contact I might add] and steered him in the direction of the woods instead of back into the pool which is exactly where he wanted to head. Frog rescue at your service!
Posted by Lynne on 06/21/2006 at 04:11 PM
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