So, it’s been a week since I saw the disappearing frog in my bathroom.  I don’t know how they get in or where they go after I see them.  I never bought a laundry basket because it would be just one more thing I can’t take with me when I leave.  Plus, I’m not up for riding a motorbike with a laundry basket.  I use my duffel bag as a laundry basket.  I stuff dirty clothes in there as I go and when it’s full, I do laundry.  This morning, I went to throw some clothes in there and looked down into the bag and saw a black ball.  I don’t own a black ball.  I wasn’t sure what it was, but I was sure it was not pretty.  I suspected it was the frog.  I dumped the bag out and carefully put the clothes back in one piece at a time until all that was left was the black ball.  I couldn’t tell if this was the same frog I saw a week ago, but something was terribly wrong.  This frog was so round it couldn’t bring its feet in.  You could barely see its front feet or head.  I used a broom to sweep it outside.  I didn’t get good pictures because I was afraid to get too close in case it exploded or turned into a demon.  So I used the zoom on the camera which made for a bad photo.  By the time I left for school, the frog was gone.  So, I looked it up.  He’s a banded bullfrog and can expand when threatened and produce a toxic glue like substance.  He must have puffed up when I dumped him.  I hope I don’t have toxic glue on my clothes now.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banded_bullfrog

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