Not that I think it's another plague or anything, but we have been noticing a few (more) frogs around the house lately. This big boy (I've started calling him "The Grandaddy") has been sighted a few times. He likes our rain barrels.
And yesterday morning at 6.30am, I noticed a new guest - this little guy was hopping around the laundry room. I can only imagine he got in throught the dog flap, but if he's strong enough to get through that thing, then I'm glad I didn't run into him in a dark alley.
He wasn't much interested in being held and kept leaping out of my hands. Fortunately, he only had to hit the cement floor once to calm him down.
And for your viewing pleasure, Noah and I, trying to show ole Kermit here a little hospitality.
