What the ....

While I am yapping on the phone, the boys decided to take a quick swim before we set out to get the last minute supplies for the father/son campout tomorrow and pick up Baylie from Girl Scouts. I hear Ben very proudly yelling, "I caught a frog!" I look over and he is squeezing and holding the pool vaccum bag from the bottom of the pool. We have caught lots of frogs so I slowly pulled myself off my cushy chair to set the poor thing free. Here is what water-logged thing looked like as it fell out of the bag with a thug at my feet....

Is that a freakish rat!@!? What. Ever! (I think it is a mole...look at it's claws)

We got a good laugh at Ben, all he kept saying was it felt like a squishy frog. ha ha, he squeezed it with his hands!