Amphibians: Whiz on the Hand that Frees; A Life Metaphor

Sub-tropical Florida is an awesome place, especially if you like the critters.  I'm glad to see the plethora of creatures that live around my house and in the woods behind it.  We have dozens of birds, raccoons, rabbits, armadillos, deer and more reptiles/amphibians than you can shake a stick at.

Sadly, an occasional frog, toad or lizard finds its way into the garage or screen porch.  Once inside, its hot, there's no water, then they fry into a little crispy translucent herpetological chip.

So when I see them I try to catch them.  I spend time chasing them around, some are quite elusive. Sometimes I have to move cars or furniture.  Sometimes it takes ten minutes.

Then when I finally catch them they give me the big F-U.... by peeing on me.

Frogs in my grill.  If I rescue them from a firey demise they

pay me back by anointing me with froggy secretions.

My interaction with the amphibian world is a metaphor for my day today.   I can live with committing a thankless act of kindness. It is the kind acts that are rewarded with a sharp stick in the eye or a handful of frog piss that are getting a little old.