Frogs Are Friends, Not Food
Every morning he circles the pool, arms clasped at wrists behind his back. Walking around. Inspecting every nook. Cranny. And
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Every morning he circles the pool, arms clasped at wrists behind his back. Walking around. Inspecting every nook. Cranny. And
Ike has come to Michigan. Dark skies. Rain. And… Frogs in my pool. And of course, the little guy HAD