Many people have inquired about the status of my toilet-dwelling resident. Well, I think all will be pleased to know that Froggy and I have come to an agreement where we are “sometimes friends.” Like how cookie monster now eats cookies as a “sometime food.”
Occasionally, and mostly first thing in the morning or directly after work, Froggy will be chillin’ under the rim of the toilet, and I’ll surprise him and send him back down to the vast reaches of the inner plumbing, and usually then I don’t see him for a few more days. Then he’ll pop up again, we’ll wave and say hi, and usually he ends up eventually getting flushed back down.
It’s entirely possible, based on the evidence, that Froggy is just an adrenaline junkie who really loves the water park that is my toilet.
* ETA: Since I got several “Huh?!” comments, please note this is a reference to the greatest Don Ho song of all time. Obviously.