Froggin Around

The hot, humid temps of mid-August have created the perfect conditions for hopper hunting! My hooman is my guide as she points to places where the feisty frogs are hiding – then I LEAP into action! I’d like to think I am pretty good at hopper hunting…only the scoreboard is not in my favor. Kermit 10 – Jack Jack ZERO. 

It seems every time I get close to catching one of those cagey croakers, they somehow escape my grasp. Part of the problem is their disguise. I just don’t SEE them. Sometimes my hooman will be pointing and earnestly shouting “Hopper! Hopper! Hopper!”. Only I have no idea what she is pointing at. Unless those pesky polliwogs are on the move – my senses are paralyzed. On the rare occasion when I actually do see one, I panic and over attack. Pouncing and splashing all over the place. When I stop to investigate if my attempt was successful – the slippery sucker is gone. Blasted! Hopper hunting is hard!

Once, my brudder-hooman was home for a visit and I watched him as he snuck up on the hooper and scooped him up in his paw! He even showed him to me so I could get an up close sniff. But when he put his paw in the water – the frogger had escaped! Disappeared in the creek – never to be seen again. I was AMAZED at the talent of both of them. My brudder, slow and stealthy. The frogger quick and quiet. 

I am not stealthy or quiet. I am LOUD and prefer to make an entrance. I mean, why just wander into a room when you can ARRIVE. Am I right? Unfortunately, my talents do not fit into the skill set required to be a successful frog hunter. Below are some picture of frogs in my creek that I have yet to catch.

As much as I would love to be able to successfully catch frogs, I just dont think it is in my wheelhouse. I mean, we all know I am a world famous canine explorer. I can’t be good at EVERYTHING. When it comes to frog hunting, I have accepted the best role for me is one of an observer. Sure I will participate – but I know there are others that are far more talented than me who can capture those agile amphibians. 

Now don’t get me wrong – I will not stop hopper hunting. The thrill of the hunt, (although not ever successful) is just enough to keep me jumping. Just because I am not great at it doesn’t mean I should give up soemthing I enjoy. Plus I like to think the hoppers are having fun too!

So friends, as we go into another week, know it is ok to NOT be good at everything. We all have special gifts and talents. It’s what makes us extra special. Meanwhile, I will keep working on refining my hopper hunting skills. Maybe I can catch a slow one. 😉🐸

Bark at you next week! 

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