The Tree Frog In The Living Room

I was walking through the living room and there in front of me, on the floor, was a little green treefrog.

I scooped him up with only a little trouble and brought him outside.  Jon was taking pictures of his flowers and I ran with the frog in my hand to show him.

Luckily the dogs were outside, but the poor fellow was trailing dog hair and dust.  Jon took his picture then I put him in the apple tree.

I  suppose he got into the house through the door like the rest of us.  But I can’t imagine why.  I’m only glad I found him before Bud did or one of us unintentionally stepped on him.