I get up to go into the kitchen to get more coffee. When I return to the living room to sit down. I suddenly see movement on the floor. I think to my self Oh, my prince has a rived. :) I catch the frog and move it to a better place to take a photo. I giggle and Think. I should write my own faerie tail. Should I kiss the frog. No, I am not that desperate for a kiss. My cat Reba is on the back of my chair just watching me photograph the frog. I am so amazed she is not interested in catching it. Could it be she has already tried frog legs and do not like them. Or is it she has no interest in a prince either.
Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.


















