Abby's Request

I stood entertained for a good 20 mins tonight watching Tucker's encounter with a frog on our nightly walk. First he got up real close and sniffed at it. Then he jumped back startled as the frog started hopping. Tucker always out ran him to his next destination and gave him a good lick. For a while I watched amazed at how patient the frog was. At times he didn't even move...just stood there like a rock even as Tucker nudged him with his nose. Then...Tucker turned on his back and squashed the little guy with 65 pounds of puppy power. It looked like he was doing the backstroke in the grass right on top of the poor little frog. When he was done I couldn't find the frog. I like to think the little guy got away, though he may have just been deep enough in the grass that i didn't see his mangled and deformed froggy body. Sigh...