i used to have a pet african dwarf frog named charlie. charlie was itty-bitty, about the size of the first joint on your thumb.
charlie died this week while my mommy was out of town.
when she came back, i had to tell her about charlie.
i wasnt really upset about it. african dwarf frogs actually have a relatively short life span so he would have died soon anyway. but the way my little brother explained the situation to my mommy made me laugh so hard i cried.
"her frog croaked"
i knew i loved my family for some reason or other.
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