The other day we were in Brockville and when I went to open the trunk there was a little tree frog sitting on my back wondow! I guess he thought it was safe to check out his new environs.
He traveled all over town with us, tucked under the lip of the trunk hood- is that what you call it? Whenever we stopped he'd come out for air.
Once home again, I removed him from his warm safe spot and put him on the bench near the garden.
I don't think he was all too happy with me.