I lay in bed with the covers pulled up, just about to burst with fury. Someone had the nerve to walk their tiny, yippy dog this late at night, right outside the door of my room at the resort. How annoying!

Up to this point, we had been in love with our fabulous two bedroom villa at the Bay Point Wyndham Resort. With two bedrooms, a nice living room, and a kitchenette, it was the perfect place for me, my grown daughter, and my seven year old grandson. We loved everything about the resort; the gorgeous pools, the free ferry to beautiful Shell Island, the great food in the restaurants, the lovely grounds.

But now.

My sleep was being disrupted by another incredibly rude guest. Because my bedroom could be closed off to make the living room and the other bedroom into a one bedroom suite, my bedroom had a door to the outside where, apparently, the most annoying yippy dog in the universe was hanging out.

I finally had enough. I threw back the covers, ready to give the dog owner a piece of my mind or at the very least a nasty glare.

Probably the latter.

I strode to the door and threw it open only to see.

Nothing.

There was nobody there. Nothing going on except the gentle rain which had caused a small pond to develop on the lawn near our villa.

Suddenly something very tiny and very green flew past my leg and into my room. I turned and there it was. A tiny, wee frog clinging to the wall beside the door. What the…where was the dog?

Then that tiny, miniscule frog gave out a yip. And I realized what I had been hearing all this time. It was him!

Lest you think I am exaggerating how loud this yip was.

Here. Check this out.

Now I’m not going to say I was afraid of that little guy but I certainly didn’t like the idea that he might jump on my face in the middle of the night because eeeewwwww.

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