Cowboy Zebra

I was preparing a whole chicken for supper tonight when Maggie walked in and saw the bird and said, "Wook! A Fwoggy!" I pointed to the chicken and said, "This is a froggy?" "Yes! Wook, Eh-yut (Elliott), a fwoggy!" She left the room and came back in holding a train. As I was bending down to put the chicken into the oven, Maggie said, "Here fwoggy, a twain, see fwoggy? Wook!" I told her I was putting it in the oven now and she said, "Ok, bye-bye fwoggy!"
Maggie does like frogs and pretends to be one often, hopping around and saying ribbit. She also loves to wear the froggy towel after bath time. Try to give her a live frog, though, and she squeals and runs away.