poor little bobby joe was tying to find an oasis from the blistering temperatures and in the process nearly drowned in our pool. don’t worry, when we found him in a bucket (dean kept dirty work for anna and me) he was still breathing. upon release into our back yard, he/she managed to run away. poor thing.
I'm guessing a mole of some sort? It is so cute…makes me think of Cousin Itt 🙂
I take it back. Is it a mouse wearing a toupe?
Haha. Anna thought mouse, too, but I don't think so. His little webbed
feet were so cute.
You momma left the creature for you, not Dean!
I don't know, but it makes me gag! LOL!