Which title?

"Why I feel sick"?

"Why I said Fuck"?

"Why my DH is a moron"?

OR,

"Why my cat must die"?

It doesn't really matter which title, because the facts remain the same. I am awake (barely) sitting at the computer desk, which is right next to the living room windows. I have already opened the blinds. It's quiet, and peaceful. *smiling* Oh Wait! Not so!! There is a noise right next next to me, near the window. I glance over, and whatever the fuck it is, has not only made a pretty big plopping noise, it is now hanging onto one of the blinds (two inch wood kind). I can see flesh colored legs. I am thinking "camel spider". It's got to be effing huge, from the noise it made when it fell. The legs are giant. Nevermind that it has toes on the legs, or that camel spiders don't live here in California, irrational fears don't stop and evaluate the facts, very often, at least not for me. So, without having seen the body yet, I yell, "fuck!" and back away from the desk. As I do so, the freaking huge TREE FROG starts climbing the window. How the hell did a tree frog get in here?? I call DH, and calmly *smirk* tell him what's going on. At first, he sounds all surprised. "Really? A frog??" Then he says, "I wonder if it's the same one ..." I interupt him and say "yes! If you know anything about a frog being in the house, it's the same one". (since I've never seen one in the house before today) He says, "Ohhh, I'm sorry, I took it away from the cat and put it in the trash can". *insert me making an "are you completely insane, face, here*

So yeah, what's a frog going to do, you think, when sitting in a trash can? It's going to climb out and scare the living shit out of your wife, dumbass! *rolls eyes*

So, I slide open the screenless window, and wait for the frog to crawl out. Poor thing was out pretty quick. He was lucky to be alive really. I have sympathy for frogs, because I know they're harmless. I hate seeing one get killed. I must say though, that even with all the sympathy in the world, I still can't stand to touch one, or be near it. I would not have been able to pick it up this morning, had it been on the floor, or anywhere else. We were both lucky it was already on the window. *deep sigh* Now, my shoulders are tense, and frankly, I almost threw up afterwards. Ick. For a tree frog, it was huge.

Almost forgot to add, DH said when he was getting it from the cat, the frog must have peed in the cats mouth, because the cat started smacking it's mouth, making a funny face. LOL! Serves him right!