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| Tree frog with spruce needles |
This morning Pete the Wondercat woke me up at 3:30 and 4:30 with his howling. I checked his water bowl at
3:30 and refilled it. He has a special
bowl that must, at all times, be filled with clean water or life, as we know it
ends. But then at 4:30, more howling in
spite of the fresh water. I turned down
the fans thinking that they might be hurting his ears, because they were
starting to bother mine. More howling.
I finally got up at 4:45, which is at least an hour earlier
than I wanted to be awake, but sleep was not coming back. I did my morning things – get dressed, take
medicine, start fans going again to air out the house, feed cats, eat banana,
check email, start a load of laundry, wash dishes, open back screen door, open
windows, and voila! A little tree frog
had been stuck between the window and the storm window.
Peter doesn’t sleep through the night except in deepest
winter. His paces and prowls around,
checking on everyone and everything. I
have to keep the window shades down in one bedroom or his sits up all night
watching the deer, skunks, groundhogs and rabbits in the front yard. My land is apparently Grand Central Station
for wildlife. Sometimes he’s up all
night catching mice. Sometimes, he just
patrols the house and periodically goes back to sleep. But last night on his rounds, Pete must have noticed
the tree frog stuck in the casement window and had been looking at him for
hours. Hence the howling. And I had been unmindful. I had not noticed a little life form hanging
out on the window.
Note to self: check
windows more carefully for frogs before shutting them.
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| Tree frog with spruce needles |
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