The Adventures of Rocky, Scooby and their Frog Friend

Still blogging on the iPhone. The cable people need to come back tomorrow to run the cable line over from the hotel because the house isn't wired yet. Yesterday was quite a day for the dummies. First, I went up on this concrete patio thing we have outside to take a picture of the beach. I'm happily snapping my picture when I hear some rustles in the trees below. I look down and Scooby is staring at me with his goofy smile. But Rocky is missing. I look over the ledge of the patio to see that Rocky has fallen onto the beach below. This is high, like the equivalent of being on the second floor of a building and Rocky is only a 10 lb. dog. I start freaking out and yelling at Jim to go to the beach and get him. I see him trying to run to Jim but he's walking all weird. I'm totally freaking out thinking he's hurt and we don't have a car to take him to the vet. Jim gets over and finds all these prickly things from the tree all over Rocky and that's why he was walking funny. We take the prickly things out and Rocky seems fine. Maybe 20 minutes later we are sitting outside eating and I see Rocky looking like he's having a seizure or something. I freak out thinking it's from his prior accident. Turns out he was just ferociously trying to eat some sort of nut he found on the floor that is stuck in his teeth. Later that night, both the dogs are intently sniffing something outside. I walk over to see and out jumps a huge frog. Slimy green things freak me out and I run away screaming. Thanks Rocky and Scooby for keeping things lively while we wait for our tv and internet to get hooked up.