curiosity killed the...
frog.
okay, so maybe it's not dead. it being frogger, the active one. i came home last nite, flipped on the light, then went to say hello to my amphibian friends. make that friend. singular. there was only one in the bowl. we'd read accounts of frogs jumping out, but mostly cause they were unhappy in their surroundings. and dammit, our frogs were happy.
anyway, i looked nearby the bowl and found nothing. khalid came home and searched every corner of our not so big apartment and also found nothing. there was no water around the frog bowl, so frogger must have jumped early in the day. and who knows where he got to. i became utterly grossed out by the prospect of stumbling upon a dead frog one day in the future. and then i got even more grossed out by the idea that maybe he was still alive and was going to jump on me in my sleep. but i think by now he must be dead. the question just remains, where is he? probably he's with the keys i lost somewhere in the apartment two and a half years ago. maybe i'll find them both when i move out.
Comments
maybe frog was jealous of frogger's hip name and decided he would be the FROGGEST of them all. and so he ate him
Posted by: cynthia | October 12, 2005 12:08 PM
or maybe frogger was eaten by an alligator while trying to cross the fast-moving river by jumping on logs and turtles.
Posted by: delara | October 17, 2005 10:04 AM
yeah, D, i was thinking maybe he tried to cross a street in moving traffic (using the arrow keys, of course).
Posted by: nas | October 18, 2005 01:17 PM
I realize it's a little late, but I wonder if you could set out a pan of water and try to lure Frogger out. Hopefully Frog isn't too distraught over the loss.
Posted by: Kim | October 19, 2005 02:53 PM