If you'd asked me that last night I would have said "in her tank, of course!" And I'd have been wrong. Ever had one of those mornings where you're in the kitchen cooking breakfast and you turn around to see a green tree frog leaping across the living room carpet? Nor had I, up until now. She was very happy to be caught and put in some water. So the rest of my day was filled with little flashes of the scene last night...a small frog navigating out of the depths of Andreas's study...hopping down the great big steps and miraculously remaining uninjured...saying hi to the gecko...and finally spotting me this morning. Poor frog!



Currently Reading: The Scar by Mieville

Recommend: Perdido Street Station

Books read this year: 10