This is one of the bigger frogs we’ve found here yet. Popsey found him in the lumber pile, where he'd seen him before. He decided to relocate him so he wouldn't get squished. It was hard to get a picture of him because he kept hopping away. It takes special skill to be a frotogropher. Much easier to photograph a dead gopher.
Popsey, clutching a leaf in his mouth for unknown reasons (well now he explains that he was trying to let the frog know he's a critter), is poised to send him off into the wondrous wilds of Pond Hooray.
Then he was free. He proved to be a fast swimmer, with very long legs.