Way off topic, but funny, so humor me.
About ten years ago, one night, around two in the morning, I heard this loud "thump" and my dog (before psycho-poodle) and I sat up in bed, and there was this dark lump in my master bathroom.
I got up and walked the the bathroom, and the lump scurried behind my clothes hamper. I had no idea what it was, but it was alive.
I used a broom to move the hamper, and out jumps a huge bullfrog. The dog and I jumped back, and then I bursted out in laughter. I caught it, put it in a cooler for the night, and took it to a local lake in the morning.
That frog had entered my house through the dog-door, made its way across the house, and into the master bath. The "thump" was the frog hitting the glass shower door.
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