Because Jon loves the froggos so much

[brenda]

Ona came for another visit recently. She just shows up all of a sudden!

This time she first appeared on the lid of my sewing bag. She must be a fan of fiber arts.

Or not.
She pooped on my sewing bag!

Once the poop was done, she hopped off the bag to the cushion.

That's when she peed on my leg, foot, and the cushion. For a frog, this was a huge pee. She must have been saving it for me.

Mission accomplished! Poop and pee delivered, she now prepares to exit.

In one big leap she goes from the footstool all the way to a pole by the sofa.

From there, she went the full length of the sofa, through a metal plant stand, across the entrance to the porch, around a porch pedestal for the pillars, and out into the wilds of our front yard.

I love this little gal already. Look at those beautiful markings. We think it's a female based on size, but time will tell. One song of trilling will reverse that thought to her being a him.
The love will remain intact.

Can hardly wait to see if we have another visit tonight.

[jon-nyc]

That is a rather odd fetish but hey to each her own.

[brenda]

@jon-nyc
I believe you, Jon.
Again, your expertise makes me respect you on this topic, too.

(Thank you for setting that up so nicely. You are such a good friend indeed!)

Don't worry. I wiped all the poop and pee off before the hug.

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