the stranglers - no mercy

While going to get our mail I spotted a small frog in a puddle on the sidewalk. He was dirt-colored and about the size of a grape. Naturally, I put the frog in my pocket and got the mail (no perfume-tinged love letters, btw). I walked over to the lake behind my house and tossed him in. That's it. No real moral to this story, it just stood out to me because I haven't put a frog in my pocket in over 10 years.