Last Saturday we decided to go for a quick lunch at McDonalds. We usually go through the drive-thru and find a parking spot under a shady tree. We eat our cheeseburger and share a container of French fries, keeping our trash to throw away at home. I generally take water with me in my reusable drinking cup, with a lid on it, as I don't really like sodas and prefer my own filtered drinking water. Picky I know!
On the way home I spotted an odd shape flattened between the side of the car and the rearview mirror. I am in the front passenger seat. Gregg was chatting and I was listening, but at the same time was very focused on that object, which I didn't mention for a while. I first thought it was a bit of trash picked up off the road. We were traveling 40 to 45 miles an hour and all of a sudden the shape moved closer, and much to my surprise I saw that it was a small frog.
"Good grief!" I said to Gregg. "It's a frog!" It was hanging on tightly, but we didn't know how much longer it would be able to do so. Gregg looked for a safe place to stop but there was none right there, and we drove on until we found a side road that had a wooded area, and no traffic. In the meantime, I took a few photos, no surprise there. He was such a cute little frog and he and I had an interesting conversation, as always happens with nature's friends on a Saturday.
