Help!

I tried hiding, but Miss C. found me and bagged me as her latest "gift". I feel like one of those pitiful bagged carnival prizes.

Frog legs taste terrible, honest!

And I'm not just saying that because you've got one of mine in your fist. They're really rather gamey and there just isn't enough meat on them to make it worth your while.

I don't want to look.

A few moments ago she almost sent me hurling off the top of the play structure. Hiding is good. Then at least I won't see what "fun" lies ahead.

You okay there, Kermit?

You don't look so good, man.

Next time make sure she sits you up before she sends you down. Then you'll slide rather than roll down the slide.