He was just chillin' there, right above the water line and just under the seat. I actually didn't even see him until after I had relieved myself so he got a little golden shower.
I took him out and let him go on the porch thinking he would hop away to freedom but he just kinda hung out and did his own thing.
Then I started worrying 'cause he wasn't going anywhere and I thought maybe he got a little too much bleach in the toilet, seeing as it was just cleaned yesterday.
I ended up moving him to a tree just to be sure...
I would have hated for a bird or a cat to come by and kill the poor guy.
How the hell did he get into our upstairs toilet, anyway? :/
That's what I want to know.
He was so chill, though. He didn't care how close I got to him. The only time he even jumped was when I put him in a cup to move him.
From what I can tell, his is probably a bird-voiced tree frog - possibly a hybrid because I couldn't find an exact description.
The back of his thighs were a bright orange with some yellowish spots and he was found a little south of the Atlanta perimeter in Georgia.
If anyone knows for sure what kind he is, I would love to know, so drop a comment!
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