And just moments later... it moved even higher up...
Luckily it wasn't on the door itself or I wouldn't be getting these pictures... my hubby would have been taking them of me on the ground with my arms flying around like banshees. Those frogs just love to jump on you when you open a door around here. Most of them are little (remember the tadpoles?) and while the little ones give me a fright, don't cause nearly the heart dropping, arm movement that the bigger ones can cause. Yaa... it's Monday.
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I love treefrogs. They're not gross like the toads that live by my trashcans.
But at least they both eat bugs. In that respect they're a dang gift from God to Floridians! LOL!
Spray the one sitting on top of the beam with shellac and you will have a frog decoration to rival any of mom's.
poor froggy.
I worry about stepping on them out here in the spring after a heavy rain - they're all over the ground... so to speak. I'm not sure what I'd do if one jumped on me.
Kind of like nature's Cato. You never know when he's going to attack you! Hiiiii yah!
That's better than here -- most of the frogs we find wandering about here are as big as VWs -- you don't want to hit them and you SURE don't want them dropping on you from above!
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