My, but it has been froggy weather lately. That may have something to do with the rain we’ve had all week; lots of rain, consistent puddles, tadpoles = frogs. Although I think most of those I’ve seen are tree frogs. I’m sure the ones I’ve heard are tree frogs: their trilling is pretty distinctive. I don’t know what conditions are favored for these critters to breed.
Kathy caught a young bullfrog the other evening and tried to eat it. Kathy is a dog; don’t get too freaked out by that statement. Marie stopped her because she knows some frogs and toads are poisonous. I don’t think we have those here, but it could give her an upset stomach and cause her to puke up frog bits in our house. Yech! I disposed of the dead frog.
Here a Frog, There a Frog
A while back Marie and I made a trip into town. When we got there Marie noticed that a tree frog and made the trip with us by snugging into the passenger side mirror housing; in the small gap between mirror and housing. It was just sitting there looking at her. I can only imagine what it was thinking after that ride! I hope it likes it’s new home, for it was gone when we came back out to head for home. But that was just the first of many! Read More…