I saw a toad outside the day before this challenge was announced. I was so excited! The first toad of the season!
So... when the challenge was announced, I made this "tv set" , complete with cans of oysters and bent skewer sticks for "microphones" colored with markers... and waited for dusk. I mean... if there were one toad last night, there'd for sure be more tonight, right?!
No toads the next night.
Or the next.
Or... the next. *sigh*
I was so bummed.
BUT... I held onto the fact that there were, for sure, bullfrogs in the little pond by the driveway. I could empty it and get them to pose for me... although that would be a bunch of work.
No toads the next night.
*heavy sigh* I resigned myself to emptying a pond with a bucket.
I was supposed to dogsit my GrandDog today (the day before the challenge ends), so I gathered up the needed supplies ahead of time, put them by the pond, put her on a retractable leash tied to the upper branches of the tree next to the pond, and set out to empty the pond.
A bucketful... then another... then another bucketful...
You get the idea.
But... it went on for much longer than you or I expected.
In the mean time, GrandDog was checking everything out and I was explaining all of my logic to her... I threw tadpoles in a bucket... continued to scoop.
GrandDog escaped her too-large harness... (she's still a tiny thing... SO ADORABLE!! Everything she does is too cute! Oh. Sorry. Back to the story...)
Normally, this escaping thing wouldn't be a problem, GrandDog does not run off. But, there was now a BIG PILE of stinky pond-scummy stuff on the driveway. I knew if I let her get into THAT, that I'd never get to DogSit her again once her mommy smelled her.
So, I scooped her up with my wrists (my hands were really scummy) and put her back inside.
Whew! I felt great about saving myself the problem of the dog stink when her mommy got through studying and was back in charge of her again. Life is good, right?
I continued to scoop and dump... scoop and dump. Toss a tadpole... scoop and dump...
And guess what?!
Not a one.
*sigh* There are ALWAYS frogs there... at least in the Summer. *sigh again*
So, I put the plants back in... filled up the pond again... and went inside.
I was JUST in time to hear GrandDog's mom say, "PHEW!! You STINK!! You're not sitting on MY lap..."
One doggy bath later... I presented her all sweet smelling back to her mom.
But... still no amphibious models to be had.
And there you have it.
The appearance of dolls who don't do well in challenges on DPC.
But, I am NOT not entering after all of that. HA!
Please don't hate this. Please don't.
I'm still looking for some toads...
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The word seems trite, but when I say that this is a cute image I mean that I smile, enjoy it and also appreciate its cleverness. The background mirrors the self-serving backgrounds so often seen at events controlled by the promoter. I like how amicably this debate is proceeding. The only thing that might be altered, to be picky, is to have the "Minimal" debater drinking water.