Flashback Memory Friday: Bedside treasures

I never had a clean room until my mid twenties. When I was eight, I took a stab at cleaning it (was I grounded or bored?), so I spent hours tidying, organizing, and tossing. I found old toys and lost socks- maybe even a tooth I was saving! However, what I wasn't intending to find beside my bed was a big, green, dead, frog with dust on it. Ew. I think it was stuck to the carpet and I had to get a flipper to get it off. It was crispy.