Froggie Rod

This summer I had the brilliant idea of a post-rain nighttime walk.

Because rainy days make for a restless Rod,

I try to squeeze in walks when I can, even if that means a light rain walk.

Or a puddle filled walk.

Rod is rather unimpressed with my efforts to keep him well exercised.

But on this walk he found something to keep himself entertained.

So I investigated what had caught his attention. One second too late.

 I tried to pry open Rod’s mouth and have him release it.

But Rod was not about to let this delicious dead frog go.

I knew what I had to do.  I would have to actually touch this dead frog.  So I let out a warcry and dove in.

I don’t think either of us were the same after that.

Even if it is in very different ways.  

But we still stick together.

Just in the daylight!