Just a typical day at the Steevesies’!
After talking with Justin for 30 minutes this morning, I headed into the bathroom to put my contacts in, with Xander hot on my tail.
“Mom!!! What is that!?”
Already my glasses are off, so who knows. “What is what??”
“That! On the floor!”
With contacts in, I look down. At a tan blob. “It’s just–oh!”
There was only one thing to do: FaceTime Justin again.
“Justin. Something happened to Bruce!
“What?!”
“Justin, I came into the bathroom to put my contacts in, and Bruce was laying on the bathroom floor–he’s turned into a toad!”
That is the most likely explanation I can come up with. The other options are:
1. An animal decided he should be inside, but since no one was foaming at the mouth, I don’t believe he was carried to his bathroom location.
2. He hopped there. I did have the back door open, so while this option is plausible, it’s pretty unlikely. The trip to the bathroom would’ve been a long, and possibly treacherous one.
3. He’s been subletting the bathroom, and this is the first time we’ve crossed paths. Again, possible, but unlikely.
It’s just a classic case of Bathroom Toad.
I’ve relocated him outside, but I fully expect him to be sitting on the couch when I get home from work–watching The Muppet Movie, and snacking on flies.
