One ordinary morning, I stepped outside and noticed tiny, paw-like marks scattered across my car’s windshield and hood. Confused, I examined them closely, cycling through wild theories—from cats to raccoons to something even stranger. The marks weren’t dirt or scratches, just faint, circular impressions that turned my calm routine into a small mystery.
After sharing photos online, the answer finally came: tree frogs. Their suction-cup toes had clung to the glass overnight, leaving delicate traces that dried by morning. What seemed unsettling at first turned out to be a harmless, even charming reminder of nature quietly intersecting with everyday life.
