Last night when Jeremy and I were walking home from ordering at our favourite chicken restaurant, he got startled by something on the sidewalk. With the amount of garbage that is thrown onto the ground here, I immediately assumed he had stepped in something squishy or sticky. But then he reached down to grab something. His first try was a miss and so was his second or third. What he was trying to pick up was the tiniest, cutest, greenest frog I have ever seen. It was about the size of a nickel and was apple green and absolutely perfect. Finally he snatched it up off the pavement. In our excitement over being able to save the frog from almost certain death on the busy road, we ran around like chickens with our heads cut off trying to find the best place to put him. Finally we settled on one of the rice paddies in the area. We walked down to one and Jeremy let the little guy go into the water. It took two quick kicks and he made it to the closest patch of rice and climbed up. Once he was clinging to the rice he blended in almost perfectly. Even looking right at him and knowing he was there it was hard to see him. Camouflage is very cool. That was the second frog I have seen since I have been here. At night the rice paddies are deafening with their croaks so we know they are there. Seeing how well that frog was adapted to his environment it was no wonder we don't see them more often.
Way to go Jer. Saving a frog is your good deed for the day.
