Welp, summer has officially returned to Florida. It's brought with it the bugs, and in turn the tree frogs that lurk around the porch light and eat the bugs.
I was *really* hoping that by the time they returned, Tristan would have matured past his obsession with the little hoppy wall clingers. No, Tris, when we go outside at night, you still need to leave the porch--leaving the porch does involve walking away, yes--and do your Important Puppy Business out in the yard. Please.
Please don't eat Kermit. We like Kermit.
... we may need to put in a baby gate at the bottom of the ramp...