Showing posts with label frogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label frogs. Show all posts

Saturday, February 19, 2011

What's With The Frogs?


We have a lot of frogs out here.


When I first moved into our little cottage out here on the farm, the toilet was always hiding at least one little green and slimy surprise. CP managed to clean them out of the system for me, and we have never had a problem with them inside our house since. The photo above was taken about two years ago in one of the shearers quarters toilets. The toilet was having trouble flushing. 


I had always grown up believing that if you have an abundance of green frogs around the place, it is a fairly good indicator that the water is good. Yay for us. I'm still not a huge fan of the little critters. They sit on the window sills in front of my kitchen, and on all the handrails around the house. And they leave little brown parcels of excrement everywhere they go. They hide in our shoe basket, and sometimes in shoes. Nothing scarier than reaching into the shoe basket and grabbing a hold of a frog. I've always known to shake out boots etc. in case of spiders, but it is still a shock when you shake out your boot and find a frog. 


And if you've never seen one looking up at you from the porcelain interior of your toilet before, let me assure you that it takes a long time to shake the thought that it might jump up onto your bottom from your memory.


We don't kill the frogs out here. I'd prefer frogs over toads any day of the week. Even when (after rain) we have a mass explosion in frog numbers. They are pretty harmless really. Just completely gross and horrible to touch. 


Ribbett.