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On the post-dinner rounds with Bo, I almost step on a baby frog. Walking on, I see an adult frog jumping away from my footsteps. Frogs, cats, dogs... so much life. I guess it's beautiful. If only the elephant ears felt more of this life. I look at them drooping toward the ground, dying. Wait... it occurs to me that we haven't had birds in the nest at the porch since mid-summer. Strange. Did the cats spook them? I'm kinda glad not having all that bird poop to hose off the porch, but I don't really feel good about it.
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On the post-dinner rounds with Bo, I almost step on a baby frog. Walking on, I see an adult frog jumping away from my footsteps. Frogs, cats, dogs... so much life. I guess it's beautiful. If only the elephant ears felt more of this life. I look at them drooping toward the ground, dying. Wait... it occurs to me that we haven't had birds in the nest at the porch since mid-summer. Strange. Did the cats spook them? I'm kinda glad not having all that bird poop to hose off the porch, but I don't really feel good about it.
