I found him at the bottom of the stairs at my apartment when I was taking out the trash. I took the trash to the dumpster, and found the frog, still there. I caught him, before he could hop too far. So I proceeded to take him up to the apartment, and he of course peed in my hand. As I was taking out my keys, he hopped out of my hand, hopped away, and off the balcony to the floor below. Crying, of course, I ran down, and he had unbelievably survived, and still acted as active as before. I ran back up, washed my hands, got a tupperware, filled it with water, ran back down, caught him again, and contained him in the tupperware with a hole in the lid. ( vinylwolf if it was your container, I'll pay you in turn) I will take care of him, until i find him another home. I know he has to be a pet, because he is rather medium sized, and would not survive the dry conditions here. I'm happy this cute little bastard survived!