Buttered Frog!

I like a hunk of cold butter sitting on hot bread but each Nebraska summer morning is hotter than the previous one; my new stick of butter was flattening out a little in the center o because of heat. It almost dripped off my knife before I got it to my bread when in walked Don, my younger brother with our fat green tree frog. The frog was known for sitting patiently in our hands for long periods. But Don wasn’t even close to the kitchen table when Froggy leaped out in a long beautiful arch. He landed in the center of the butter stick and sank to the bottom. Slimy butter waved up all around in front and back, curling slightly and shot up high between each leg.  He continued jumping and his body applying frosting in squiggles on the table where he landed as if he was a pastry chief.

John is the inspiration for my book, “Gracie’s Grandfather Makes Trouble” the grandfather’s dislike of snakes is based on my fried Westley.
This man is tall, dark and handsome; his wife tall dark and very beautifully feminine but it is she who feels comfortable around reptiles and bugs and fixed most any electrical and mechanical problem they had. He all but ran from the house at the sight of a spider. If Wes came home to a house dripping in fake and ‘real’ snakes he wouldn’t have solved this problems in the way the Gracie’s Grandfather did. I hope! Reed ‘Gracie’s Grandfather Makes Trouble.’  See Amazon for more.  nancymauerman.com

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