On the way home today, while I was happily walking on the gravel path back home, I met a frog. It's a small frog, of which the colour is indiscernible due to the darkness of night... but it was distinctly a frog (or a toad. i can't tell the difference). in surprise, i stopped and looked at the frog for a while. the frog didn't move. i squatted down to look at it more closely. it still didn't move. i shifted to the side to take a photo of it with my handphone.
it remained stationary.
so i waved my hand in front of it and asked 'hello, are you alive?'
and paused.
and it jumped & jumped & jumped & jumped
into the grass.