Did you see Freddy?

The first thing I asked DH after he moved the deck items was, "Did you see Freddy?"
"No," he mumbled as he scurried past me carrying the big tall ladder.

I feel pretty sure that Freddy survived, but there is always the possibility that (left injured in the dark), he became a midnight snack for some predator.

After washing the deck windows, I was headed back inside when I spotted him........



"Do you think it's Freddy?" I asked DH.

"No. Freddy was bigger." He's judging by the blog pictures.

"I don't know."
I am questioning the color though. Freddy was greener, but these frogs change color depending where they are living. I've found them behind the deck wall containers in almost a pure white color (because they are against white siding). Freddy may have been living against the siding for the past two days.

"Don't scare him," I said. "I have to run and get my camera."

I'm back in a flash squatting down to get a mug shot.

Then I stand up and nudge him very gently with my foot.

"What are you doing?"
I think DH is questioning my treatment of the suspect.

"I want to see him jump. Freddy's leg is injured."

"Look!" I am actually excited. "It IS Freddy! He's jumping weird, like he has a bad leg."

"I guess so," says DH as he watches Freddy hobbly hop about 3 feet over and climp up on a deck ornament.
"He probably thinks this big guy will protect him from you."

Funny, DH. Very funny.