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By Jade Salamone
Published January 25, 2021
It was a typical morning, and I found myself sitting on the toilet in our downstairs bathroom. As I settled in, I felt a slimy nudge on the underside of my upper thigh and heard a sudden kerplunk below.
Flashbacks to scenes from the 1984 horror film, “Ghoulies,” rushed into my head. I curbed my repulsion and mustered the courage to peek between my legs into the water. There, just under the ridge of the bowl, a wet beige frog the size of my hand peered up at me.
Jade Salamone works as the Conservation Education Curator at the Santa Fe College Teaching Zoo. She is also the co-coordinator for the Gainesville FrogWatch USA at Santa Fe College chapter. Jade has a B.S. from the University of Central Florida and an A.S. in Zoo Animal Technology from Santa Fe College. This article was created as part of her graduate work with Project Dragonfly at Miami University in Oxford, Ohio.
Photos courtesy Jade Salamone, Ltshears (https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=24886802), Sam Fraser-Smith (https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=25213989), Thomas Brown (https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=27451510) & pondhawk (https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=27375632), and Morgan Young