Frog has faithfully watched the entry to the garage for many years. He previously served as property guard at the lake, but he handled the move to town quite well. Adaptable amphibian.
Clearly Frog endured a fearfully harsh winter, for we found he had molted considerably, and worse, his right forepaw had suffered amputation from the freeze/thaw cycle he endured, probably numerous times.
The paw was surgically re-attached by means of epoxy and crumbling concrete. The skin was replaced by means of acrylic paint. Some of the molted skin was intentionally left here so that one might note how great he looks now. Isn't he swell?
Brrr-ump.
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He's wonderful! I have his iron cousin holding my office door open.
We left Thaddeus behind when we moved...he had become an outdoor frog after so many years inside. We thought he'd be happier. (Note to Self: Get new frog...)
Glad they haven't croaked. Bob.
An amphibious work of art~
Shark, and just what is it about cold-blooded ugly things that we find so attractive?
Grace, indeed; a frog is needed on the premises!
Bob, good ol' frog soldiers on.
Shelly, work of art, yes. Amphibious? Not so much. (He weighs eighty pounds.)
Does he eat giant skeeters?
Chuck, no, but then he doesn't eat anything else, either.
He's very cute! We just gave away our Welcome Bear. No "yard art" is allowed where we are moving - not even a bird bath.
Vee, one less thing to pack.
Vanilla, positive spin!
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