Let me tell you, it ain’t easy being green and hopping around when you’re dodging dozens of canine landmines. Every time I venture out, just trying to catch a tasty fly or ponder the mysteries of the pond, I find myself face-to-face with an unsightly heap left by someone’s four-legged companion.
Now, don’t get me wrong: I’ve got nothing against dogs. I love dogs. They’re bouncy, they’re fluffy, and most of them wouldn’t give a frog like me a second glance. But as the resident grump on this lily pad, I’ve got to ask: why is it so hard for humans to just pick up after their furry friends?
In the grand scheme of life, taking two minutes to scoop the poop is really not that big of a leap. Yet, here I am, the self-appointed Frog of Discontent, shaking my tiny froggy fist at humanity’s occasional lapse in civic duty.
And don’t even get me started on the chain reaction! One little pile of doggy doo left alone becomes a hazard for everyone—frogs, humans, and the occasional unsuspecting shoe. It’s a slippery slope, literally and figuratively.
So, to all the humans out there: do us all a favour. Channel your inner frog—be mindful of your habitat.
The Very Angry Frog 