Red and Rover by Brian Basset for August 06, 2019

He changed his name from Moby to Jeremiah.

MM-AH Went the little green frog one day MM-AH went the little green frog MM-AH went the little green frog one day and his eyes went MM-AHH too Honk-Honk went the big red truck one day Split-Slat went the little green frog Now his eyes dont go MM-AH anymore cuz he got licked up by a dog WOOF-WOOF BARF-BARF went the little brown dog one day BARF-BARF went the little brown dog BARF-BARF went the little brown dog one day cuz he licked up the little green frog MMMMM-AHHHHH

Maybe Moby already … croaked?

They might need a bigger jar.

If anything, that horn will just send Moby running into hiding, Red!

Rover is kicking himself right now for the mere thought of a bull frog ! Hey keep it down….

Bullfrog – go ahead, Red…you get him…give Rover’s ears a restLove and Hug dear boys…let us know how you do with your capture

“Hello mah honey, hello mah baby, hello mah ragtime gal…”

I suppose every family has one of those.

Red, Mom will scold you for the loud noise! And scare away Moby to boot!

When I was living in Texas as a young sprout, there was a creek that ran along the border of our trailer park. Every spring there would be loads for tadpoles and we had a blast catching them. :o)

Red, you inconsiderate jerk.