A tiny frog somehow gets into your apartment and starts a panic attack.
Last week, as I was walking into the bathroom I thought I saw something move on the rug by the door, but I wasn't sure. When I came back to the kitchen and picked up a dish to start washing a load, I spotted this same thing hopping.
Looking down, I noticed that it was a tiny brown frog. I'm not sure why this scared me so much, but I started screaming as if it were a mouse. Frogs had never scared me before, I'm not sure why this time was any different... but I've also never had one in my house.
I shouted for my husband to come catch the little critter and save me, but as it hopped closer to me, I reached an all new level of hysteria and cried out: "Get out of here!" to our tiny intruder.
Things are not well when you're found talking to tiny frogs.