Once upon a time, when I was cleaning our deck, I saw a small gray head pop up out of my birdhouse door. It wasn’t clear, what it was. My heart pumped harder, tic! tac… tic tac…beating 100 times faster. My face was pale, hands were cold, and sweat started appearing all over my body. I don’t remember if my hair was standing up (ooh please! it wasn’t that dramatic, don’t exaggerate too much).
Did I see a snake? I was totally freaked out, decided to leave my broom and my garden tools on my deck. There was a strong battle between fear and curiosity within me. Guarded with a little technique of sword fencing and Jacky Chan Kung Fu style, I took a long pole and stuck it out reaching toward my birdhouse door, but the head has suddenly gone inside my birdhouse. I waited for a few minutes to see if the head popped up again. And it did.
This time, together with a long prayer in my heart, I braved myself to get a closer look at my birdhouse. The head stood still, no movement. I still couldn’t figure out what it was, either snake or frog. I turned my brain. I got the idea to take bug spray and shoot the gray head crazy from far a way distance.
A small frog jumped up, licking her lips, wanting to know the taste of bug spray. She came out from my birdhouse, scratching her body.
Later, I realized I should not hurt her, I felt like a cruel girl. For a few days I couldn’t sleep because I was feeling guilty. I hoped she’d come back one day and we would mend our relationship.
Then, one sunny afternoon, when I looked out of our window toward the deck, I saw a small gray head pop up in my birdhouse. I was so happy and ran outside and got closer to my birdhouse. Hurray, she’s back! I was so happy. I decided to name my new friend “Sonya.” Now she’s a part of my garden, she’s my pet. My husband and I love her so much. One a sunny day, she likes sun bathing to tan her skin. In the summer time, she always accompanies me while I relax outside or clean our deck.
I haven’t see her lately. I tried to call her name everyday but she never comes out. I hope she won’t die freezing inside the birdhouse because of the cold weather that is coming.