Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for September 23, 2020

Major DUNdee surveyed the motley line of refugees fleeing the destruction of their homeland. “Where will they go, what will they do”?

If only there was a Link they could follow to show them the way…

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I hate you knot?

MUAH XXXX

Thank you for that affirmation!

And I hate you knot kneither.

…merge slowly…

…the simple act of love making in three acts…

…or as Cathy calls it: Aaack!…

…"kiss, kiss,kiss, kiss me love…

…just one kiss kiss will do….

…The land of Froglandia is going to be taken over by nostalgia…

…wasn’t Nostalgia the female Russian spy in Rocky & Bullwinkle?…

…Mt. Dew Zero Flavor Pomegranate only on Gocomics…

…get yours with your Frog Applause…

…only while supplies last…

Can we get a GoFundMe started to get them a room?

M M M M M …togetherness …..all together now, altogether now…WRITE THOSE LETTERS…..

I know that hens’ teeth are rare, but we now have news on the hens’ lips front.

Bunny lust. Got it.

So the existential surrealist is really a romantic. Clap, clap, clap!

We wuvved you, we wuvved you GC, we wuvved you to bits …

But now with a tear in our eye,

We don’t wuv you as much anymore …!

Feel the love.

Tim Conway.

Dancing bunnies from life in hell

Or kissing chickens? Might as well

Throw in she loves me, or loves me knot

Are these all the cards? What else you got?

Bunny’s do it. Chickens do it. Elephants do it. Even lazy jelly fish do it. Govid, not so much.

Panel 1, although the species is indeterminate, made me think of anteaters kissing. Now I can’t unsee it. Lingual appendages.

A turn around the house shows it tight against the weather. No windows broken or doors agape. And a key on a nail beside the front door. Whoever used to be here has abandoned it, or has been gone for some time at least, but left the key in plain sight. Is this so remote that no securing of the premises is required, or is it the good will of a person moving on, left for whoever might come along? I will assume the latter, given my circumstances. There are fallen tree limbs in the yard, and there turn out to be tools in a shed and a working fireplace. Stacked beside the fireplace is some sort of odd wood that I have never seen before. It is small, straight branches, less than two inches in diameter for the most part, light and springy. I cannot imagine it to be much worth burning. It is probably there for kindling. No other stacks of wood are anywhere to be found, though another stack of the kindling, a large one, is on the far side of the tool shed. It looks like frost, so I put off further exploration and attend to converting fallen tree limbs into firewood, hoping that there will be blankets or warm clothing inside somewhere.

Everyone can use a little affirmation from time to time, whether you are bunny, chick, hefalump, or frog….

Shanti, shanti, shanti. Amen.

“Feeling the Love” from the Frog Blog, I believe.

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