When Amphibians Attack: A What If? Scenario

Picture it: Sunday Night. Game of Thrones is over. The hard shelled members of the family are sleeping, the rest of us getting ready for bed. Suddenly, my husband calls out from the bathroom, his tone of voice not 911-emergency-urgent but tense enough to concern me. I hurry to him. Crawling up the wall is the biggest frog we. have. ever. seen.

What if . . . this frog is the beginning of some apocalyptic plague? What if it's a harbinger of doom? 

What if . . . a genie - instead of a prince or princess - was turned into a frog by someone disgruntled with the three-wish-making process? What if the next person who kisses the frog turns it back into a genie and gets a swamp-load of wishes?

What if . . . the tortoises invited their friend the frog over for a sleepover and forgot to tell us? 

Your turn! Is the frog a warning, a magically-cursed critter, or a playdate? Something else entirely? What would you do if you saw a big old frog crawling around your bathroom? (In case you're wondering, I ran away screaming - big surprise - while my husband scooped it into a cup then released it outside.)