So Wyatt "Diego" the Animal Rescuer found a frog in the back yard.
He picked it up, carried it around and nearly cuddled it to death.
When the frog appears to be completely spent after hours of being squeezed and prodded, I say, "Maybe we should let the frog go home and see his Mommy."
Wyatt looks at me with sadness and says, "But I wanted him to come sleep in my bed tonight."
Uh, no.
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