Monday, June 14, 2010

A Silly Green Frog

Did you know that Jeter has a baby? It's green , has a squeeker inside & doesn't look a thing like him. Oh I know it's really a dog toy, but don't tell Jeter, because he thinks it REALLY is his baby. How do I know? 
Here's Jeter with his baby, his little green frog.

Because here's the deal.
This particular toy used to belong to my little dog Jake and for some reason, Jeter took a shine to it. Oh he had plenty of toys of his own, but he seemed to want this little frog.
Ar first I'd find it laying in his favorite sleeping place... Or next to his food dish... Or even snuggled up next to ME in bed.
Odd.
I suspected, but could prove nothing.
Then the yowling started.
Always right after I went to bed. Sometimes waking me up from a dead sleep.It sounded so sad and forlorn.
At first, I'd leap out of bed to check on him. He sounded so pitiful.
But there he'd be, just sitting nonchalantly by the stairs, or the front door, or the couch... just blinking those beautiful yellow eyes... But always, that little green frog was at his feet.
Hmmmmm....
I suspected, but still, could prove nothing.

This went on for months.
After a while I started noticing that every time I came home, there that little frog would be, laying right by the door I had departed from.... Hmmmm
I suspected, but could prove nothing.

Until one night, I got up in the night and quite by accident, I surprised Jeter mid-yowl. I didn't have my glasses on, but I could've sworn I saw that silly frog drop from Jeter's mouth when I turned the corner...
But then again, I couldn't half see, it was dark & Jeter had that indignant "Who ME?" look on his face.
Here's Jeter hugging his 'baby'.
But it happened more & more, and after some stealthy investigating I was eventually able to piece the whole scenario together.

This is how Jeter's little routine goes.
Turns out Jeter HATES it when I leave him for ANY reason, and for ANY amount of time.
Here's Jeter playing with his 'baby'.
If he can't find me, he automatically thinks I've left him (even if I'm really just in the bathroom) and immediately finds that green frog, his baby, and takes his position at the door yowling with it in his mouth. After a while, he drops the baby at the door and goes back to bed. 

And lately, I've noticed that Jeter's gotten less and less shy about me seeing him with his baby.
Why just last week I was working in the studio late at night and I could hear Jeter upstairs starting his yowling routine.
And here's Jeter kicking his 'baby'.
I thought nothing of it until the yowling got louder and lo and behold, there he was, sashaying right up to me. And believe it or not, he dropped that silly green frog right at my feet.

And LOOK what I caught him doing with his baby just last night!!!

Lucky for me I had my camera handy and FINALLY caught him playing with that silly green frog!
Ah HA! At long last, I can prove what I suspected for so long!

Isn't he adorable?

6 comments:

  1. Lets hope he doesnt treat MY baby like that :)

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  2. This is so funny, love your tales, (or maybe should say tails)! Maybe he is jealous Erica has a baby that you love and give lots of your attention to. So he figured out that if HE had a baby you would "love and give lots of attention" to his baby!!! (And so far it seems to be working") ;)

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  3. So cute!! Thanks for sharing!

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  4. This is so like my cat, Lana. She has a little beige/white dog that my dad gave her before he died.

    She will wake us up at night with that horrible/pitiful/forlorn caterwauling. And she will always be next to the toy we call "baby puppy". That puppy appears in different places all the time - kitchen, bathroom, living room, hallway. If I put it in her toy box, the next morning I will find it anywhere but the toybox.
    I always thought she did all that carrying on because she thought it was a baby kitten -- of which she never had any.

    Glad there is someone else out there with the same problem.

    Alwasys love reading your newsletter. Remember --women and cats will do as they please and men should just get used to it.

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  5. My red tabby would migrate all of his stuffed mice downstairs during the day while I was at work. They'd be bunched up by the front door. Then during the night, the migration would go the other way with him bringing his 'babies' upstairs into the bed. He would mew as he moved them about. Odd thing was though, they had to be made of fleece... elsewise, they were not part of the migration! Plain cotton mice stayed put! To him there could be no substitutions.

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  6. I LOVE this story. it's SO sweet. Wouldn't you love to crawl into their heads to know what they're thinking?
    :)

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