Today I planted the angel trumpet that my grandmother gave me a few weeks ago. As I was pulling them out of the water bucket that had been keeping them alive, I realized I was pulling up more than just roots...I saw a little grey frog that I was about to make a homeless little grey frog! Even though I appreciated the fact he had made a home on my angel trumpet, I still had to plant the thing or else it would die. So, to prevent the frog from being homeless, I had to find a surrogate angel trumpet pronto!
Sorry to disturb you, lil' buddy
He didn't look too happy about this...
Planted angel trumpet - leaves were droopy b/c it was
800 degrees outside
A stick in my yard made a perfect surrogate angel trumpet
He looks pretty happy, right?
Well I just went out on the porch to check on the frog and he is chillin' in the water on the base of the stick. Whew - homelessness avoided! Happy to do my part in No Frog Left Behind.
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