Friday, October 10, 2008

The Frog and the Tupperware......

OK so we have to dag living in our house right now due to the blasted fences being broken from the hurricane. The fences are propped up so we can let Shadow out in the backyard so she can take care of business. So this morning I walked over to the back door, opened it, and called for the dog to coem on out onto the carpet so she could get to the backyard. She goes outside and waits by the door for me to join her. So nonchalantly I start to head in the direction of going out the door and I grab the door handle as I am going so I can close the door behind me. I did not want to cool all of Southeast Texas. And as I grabbed the knob, my hand touched something unexpected. It was a little wet. I just thought there was something yucky on the knob until I heard a soft thud on the ground.... I look down and this is what i see.

Yes a tree frog!! I kinda start to freak out because I just really do not do well with the whole reptile and amphibian families of creatures. Then it starts jumping further in the house and oh my gosh I almost lost it..... I am the only one home mind you...

So what do i do you may be asking yourself...... I do what anyother good Nelson woman would do. I ran into the kitchen abd got a tupperware bowl. I came back and it had jumped onto the fireplace ledge, and it was like right on the corner so i could not put the bowl on top of it and really trap it underneath the bowl so I try just making loud noises and movement around it. Not a real good idea. The frog proceeds to jump towards me, and again the freaking out resumes. I scream a little and back away. The frog then starts to jump towards the open door, I no longer care about cooling Southeast Texas. I was all kinds of excited, and then it veers off to the left and gets into all the gaming equipment and cords behind the entertainment center. I tried kicking the toy guitar to get it to move and it would not move. Then all of a sudden it makes a mad dash and it is right by the exit to the outdoors. The frog ran under the door towards the parents room. I was just thinking to myself, "Well if it gets in there at least mom isn't home for a few more days so the boys have time to find it....." Then one thing led to another and it ended up hiding between the fireplace and the movie shelf. I was not real happy about this. I almost left the house to wait until a boy got home in about 3 hours. But before I did so I grabbed a flashlight so I could possibly locate where exactly the little sucker was, and by the time I had come back with the flashlight it had come out of hiding. It was in the middle of the floor. Perfect position for the tupperware bowl to go on top of it. So I get on top of the fireplace, because my thinking was that I would be safe up there I mean it is not like the frog had already been on the fireplace.... I drop the bowl and kinda freak out because I was all prepared for me to miss it or for the frog to jump out from under the bowl before it hit the ground. But I had it. I had the frog under the tupperware bowl!!! Now came the part of getting it back outside. So inch by inch I slide the bowl across the ground, jumping away from the bowl everytime the darn frog would jump and hit the bowl. Then I got to the ledge it front of the door that prevented me from being able to just slide the bowl outside and lifting the bowl in the frogs domain. I was real scared lifting up the bowl to let the little guy out because what if he didn't go the way I wanted him to go and I had to start all over again. Luckily, I lifted the bowl and he jumped to his freedom. I quickly stood up and closed the door and locked it, like the frog was going to break in, and let out a sigh of relief. Oh and the dog just watched me during the whole ordeal, just cocking her head to the side and looking at me.... Yeah i was not real happy about that either.

So after a good fifteen minutes of trauma I have recovered. I just really wish I had had a video camera to record it for everyones enjoying pleasure but alas I did not and you will just have to picture it all in your mind. And mom and Cassie it was very similar to the night of the geckos...... just nothing had to die this time.

7 comments:

beckee said...

Wow-that is an adventure! I would have totally freaked out! You did awesome to deal with it!

As a side note, I don't know if you read our blog ever, but I made it private yesterday and didn't have your email address to send you an invite. So if you want an invite just email me at beckee13@msn.com and let me know.

Laura said...

Yikes! Bugs don't bother me, but reptiles and amphibians do. I think you're very brave and very funny. We should write a book in how to get rid of unwanted creatures in your home when a man is not around. I will write the chapter about birds...you can cover frogs.

The Bald Eagle said...

Brave I suppose, yes, but quite frankly I'm a bit embarrassed that a small encounter with one of God's cutie creations should generate such a frantic response. This and the gecko response constantly causes me to shake my head and wonder (and yes, laugh).

Charlissa said...

frogs are cute... until they are in my house or in close proximity to my body, then they are creatures from hell snd i react accordingly, and I felt that was the proper rection at that time

Cassie said...

After laughing and reliving the moment with you, I want to say I am so proud of you. You did a great job! One step better than me, I would have left the tupperware on the frog in the house until dad or the boys got home. I would have had to lift it a teensy bit so it could have more air to breathe every once in a while.
If we write that book, I want to do the chapters on bats, squirrels, bugs from the last days, cockroaches, mice, etc. It seems creatures like me quite a bit but I cannot return the friendship. Maybe in the next life.

Karen Nelson said...

Lissy, the last post was from me...
the mother who taught you the many uses of tupperware.

Sister Rippstein said...

See now all of yall are crazy. Whats it going to do?! its not like its a cockroach that will crawl up your arm (from out of a cereal box, mind you. NEVER AGAIN.) 5 secs - if that - of touching it and you coulda just washed your hands of the sillyness.

or Instead of sliding it inch by inch ya coulda just slid a cardboard slice or something under it to scoop it up.

Or.. yknow.. picked it up. Just sayin.