Wet behind the ears

I wonder if this little guy will go on to tell stories about The Land of Big Puddles and The Giants?

I saw him splashing in our pond, and losing his battle of treading water. I hollered for Steve to come quick with the net, and get him scooped out.

I had a shallow planter liner near by, so we sat him in there...and hoped for the best. I got a rag for him to sit on - it seemed less slippery. Put him in partial sun, for warmth.....and waited. Bella offered many, many times to "help" him. Yeah, right.

OH, what do we have here? A little flutter? Whew!...what a good sign.

I slowly turned the planter on its side so he could navigate easier. Mmm, warm and dry and fluffy is gooooood!

I think he now notices that the Lady Giant has a camera. When I offered some sprinkled seed outside the planter, he flew away. He soared across the yard and high up in the trees. Fly away, fly away, fly away home!