Ever get that uneasy feeling that someone is watching you? I did. The other night while trying to relax and get petted, I couldn’t help but notice something wasn’t right. I assumed that the deer were once again trespassing in my yard, so I jumped up ready to bark at them from my window, but no one was there.

I settled back on my dog bed, next to Mom. But I just couldn’t shake that unnerving feeling that we were being watched. Therefore I repeatedly went back to the window, prepared to bark at the deer. Yet none were there. In fact my yard was empty, not even a squirrel or a bird could be seen.

The lack of any movement in the yard seemed eery to me. I decided to skip my nightly routine, and hunkered down under the safety of the sofa table. Could this be the UFO invasion I’ve been preparing for all of my life? Could these spying eyes somehow be invisible?

Even Asa felt the presence, and uncharacteristically wandered over to the window a few times to see what it could be. This got Dad annoyed, so he snapped at Asa to go to his spot on his dog bed. Ever the obedient pup, Asa joined Mom and Dad watching television, while I waited for something to happen.

Eventually bedtime came, and as I was about to head upstairs to my bedroom, that’s when I saw him! There was a peeping peeper watching me from the porch window! How and why this tiny tree frog managed to climb up onto our porch, and scale the side of the house to perfectly position himself on the window to watch, I do not know. Even after intense interrogation, Asa insisted he did not invite this new best friend over to visit. Yet there he was, under the glow of the porch light on this cold autumn evening watching us.