Emma had an idea . . . she brought her new friend down there for a visit. I noticed a little dark "blob" on the carpet, and upon further investigation found a tiny froggy. Ted says the grass is full of them, as evidenced by their chirping once the sun goes down. If I hadn't vacuumed up all the debris & bird feathers, the poor thing would have been lost forever! The little frog was promptly sent back into the grass to seek out his family . . . .