Harper searched and searched using the drone, as he controlled it through its remote control, he was increasingly worried for Jester. Jo could see how worried his friend was as he gazed upon the monitor.

  “I’m not finding him, one of the predators must have gotten him!” cried Harper.

  “I’m sorry about your frog,” said Jo.

  Harper held on, hoping that he would see Jester again. As the drone zoomed around it soon came across a pound. There Harper could see a familiar frog sitting on a rock croaking away. Harper was overjoyed; he was thrilled that Jester was safe.

  “I FOUND HIM!” cried Harper.

  Harper leaped up with joy seeing that his favorite frog was alive. Jo was pleased with his friend.

  “Glad you could find him,” said Jo.

  Harper decided to search the area around the pound for any possible predators. He gazed around and he noticed a few Australia crocodiles were nearby the pound. The crocodiles were not interested in Jester, rather they were waiting for another pray of their own – the dingos from earlier were prowling about. Harper could see Ed, Jo’s favorite dingo leading the pack.

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  “Uh, Jo, you might want to see this,” said Harper.

  Jo soon headed over to observe the monitor of the drone, he could see that Ed was leading the dingos into the hands of the crocodiles! The Australian crocodiles were especially hungry, they didn’t seem to care if it were another predator animal coming their way. Jester wasn’t going to be on the menu for a change. Jester observed the dingos as they approached.

  “Croak” said Jester.

  One of the dingos soon sprang up, it attempted to head into the pound trying to retrieve Jester; but in a cruel ironic fate, a crocodile was there! The poor dingo stood no chance! Ed stood back discouraging the other dingos from moving forward.

  “THAT POOR DINGO!” cried Jo.

  “Well, it is part of nature” added Harper.

  “I suppose you’re right” sighed Jo.

  Jo wanted to take a moment of silence for the dingo that was lost to the crocodile. The crocodile had its meal. Harper was relieved that the crocodiles were there, they were a barrier against other predators for daring to even think about harming Jester.

  “I guess this is a good thing, Jester is safe, safe where he should be,” said Harper.

  Harper smiled with joy that he could sleep easily. He commanded the drone to head back inside to recharge its battery for the time being. As for Jester, Jester sat happily on the rock waiting for evening to arrive. Jester was hoping to attract a mate. The crocodiles would act as temporary guardians for the time being.

  “CROAK” said Jester with joy.

  Jester was in his place, happy as the frog could be. For Harper, he was still unsure what the following day would be or if Jester would be there in the morning at all. Once the drone arrived back at Jo’s place, Harper and Jo got ready for the evening. Harper was finally able to sleep soundly in the guest bed that Jo had provided. This was the first time that Harper got to sleep in a bed instead of sleeping in a sleeping bag. He would only hope that Jester would survive the night like before.