Frogs & Dogs

I have never had a problem with frogs. Sure they are slimy and warty but from a distance they are almost... cute.

That was until they all decided that my big green house looks like a giant lilly pad. Those slimy boogers are everywhere! Our first encounter took place in our screened-in back patio. I was just walking around out there with Wentworth about to take him outside when I catch him with his nose in the corner. Of course, I go over to see what he is into now and right as I bend down the darn frog jumps at me! I freak out, like the spaz I am, and quickly grab Wentworth (so he doesn't eat said frog) and run inside.

The poor pup still has to go to the bathroom but I don't want to risk another encounter with the frog so we go out the front door instead. We are out there not even ten seconds when Wentworth brings me a huge dead frog. Ughhh, even worse than a living one. So gross. And by the looks of it, it had been dead a while. Now that I am convinced the frogs are out to get me and have our whole house surrounded, we finally make it back inside and I quietly beg Wentworth to not have to go out again until I have had time to recover. You can probably guess what happened next...

A frog IN the house! Kinda hard to just ignore that one. After lots of screaming and squealing and with the help of a broom I got the frog out of the house. And onto the back patio. Where I am sure they are plotting their next break in. As well as teasing my dogs and causing them to stare out the sliding glass door with drool dripping all over the floor.

It's weird but I vaguely remember a few short weeks ago seeing some tiny little baby frogs and thinking how cute they were... what was I thinking? Remind of this the next time I claim something is cute just because it's wittle.


  1. Love, love, LOVE the name of your blog. It's so catchy and a fun way to add in the hubby! Loved reading through your current posts as well! Hope you're having a great week!



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