More Frog Chronicles.......
I’m feeling rather sad today, that I have done some sort of disservice to the frog and my children.
Our parish had the Blessing of the Animals this morning. I had to work and made plans for Dad to pack up the kids, gerbil and frog take them up to church. Unfortunately, Dad had to work.(well, I guess I should say fortunately, since we do need the money) But the children have been cheated out of participating in what is a lovely custom. I had said that I would take the frog to work with me and ask Father to bless it at some point this morning. (The gerbil would be just too difficult!) Strange, but I’m sure he would humor me......

But the power was out for about 5 hours last night and I feel asleep before a suitable container could be found. A suitable container would be anything that would be kind and safe for the frog and also escape-proof. I’ve grown quite fond of the little amphibian but I am not willing to risk my job by having him escape in the rectory. The rectory is a lovely older building, that has been retrofit in the last decade or so with one of those air-conditioning systems that has open ducts flush with the floor in every room. To the unbridled imagination, this seems like the perfect destination of a frog on the run. One can only imagine the unpleasantness that would come about if a frog would jump into one of these tubes and then meet its certain demise somewhere in the ductwork.

In the light of day, no safe container could be found. I still feel guilty. The kids say they understand. I picked them up on the way to pick Fran up when she finished up her morning at the animal hospital and they got to see the eel that lives in the waiting room. Then they stood on the electronic scale that is used for weighing dogs. I tried to provide a quality day.......