Warm and cozy on my finger
I didn't want the treefrog to get stepped on when we went back to work, so I picked him up to move him to safer ground. He decided he liked my finger and pulled himself into a classic resting pose. The warmth of my finger and the heat of the sun probably felt pretty good to him! With a little patience I was able to persuade him to move from my finger into a nice little cave I had scooped for him in the leaf litter. It is supposed to be down in the 20s tonight so I hope he stayed where I put him.