When my wife, Ellen, was pregnant with Alex, she and I signed up for a birthing class at a nearby hospital. In this class we met another pregnant woman who loved to share very long and very personal stories about her life. As she relayed these stories, her husband would sit beside her and attempt to become invisible. The couple made quite an impression on me.
So, during class, I sketched them as frogs.
Hey, Look! A Writer Fellow! 
Go frogs!
I appreciate your froggy support.
*slides off her chair under her desk in a helpless puddle of giggles* “Wrap it up Doris!”