As we got out of the car and walked up the path in the dark, I noticed something on the ground in front of us. "Look at that," I said. "It's a leaf," she said and bent down to pick it up, at which point it leapt straight at her face then off into the bushes.
It was a frog. Or a toad. Something amphibious and bouncy. No, not Pamela Anderson in Baywatch.
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