Now that we are in an area that rains we have tree frogs. They are everywhere and I'm in heaven. I love frogs! Just about every night this week we've had a visitor to our pool, which is still not up and running yet. It's a barking tree frog. A liitle different looking from the ones I grew up with in the deep south but a barker none the less. And of course those of you who know me personally, know I'm going to go pick it up and take pictures right? < insert maniacal giggling here>
Now here's the point of this post, and a funny story. Well other than I finally live in a place where I can catch frogs again. This little frog started barking the other night. The dogs went nuts trying to find the perpetrator of the noise since they had never encountered a barking frog before there's no telling what was going through their minds. Barking frantically back at it. Running all over the yard, up and down the fences until one of them found it. He just stood there and barked right back at it for a good 5 minutes. Frog, Gus, Frog, Gus, Frog Gus.... We finally had to make him leave the poor thing alone but not before laughing our butts off. Every night since has started with the frog climbing up on the pool ledge and barking at dusk followed by the dogs, all of them, egging it on for as long as we let them.
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