I had taken Reginald out into the grounds with me, intent upon discovering and capturing another pal for him. He had seemed fairly happy with the change in scenery, but I felt in order for him to truly feel comfortable he would need a friend with which to share the cage I had set up for him in my room.
We'd been outside for more than an hour when he slipped out of my grasp and plunked into the stream.
"Reginald!" I yelled and tried to grab at him. He made three quick gestures with his strong frog legs and was out of site.
When Angela found me a little while later she asked me what was wrong.
"I was going to take care of him, Angela. For ever and always."