Wednesday, February 2

Last evening ...

... it was eleventy million degrees hot, so Mr Brown popped out into the backyard to spray some water on the poor hot wilty plants.
I remained inside, where it was only eleventy thousand degrees hot.
But then he called me to come outside, "quickly, come look at this".
"No way, I'm not going out there, bugger off matey boy," was my initial response.
"No, really Mouse, come look, it's worth it."And so I did and it was.Frogs, frogs that sound like a drip in the pipes, frog have chosen our little blue pot to deposit their spawn.Potential bebe frogs, each and every one.You can rest assured, we'll be monitoring water levels and spawn/tadpole/froglett status, daily.
Ribbet.

8 comments:

S said...

Yay!

Zoomie said...

Oh, I'm looking forward to the progress reports!

cookiecrumb said...

Really? I thought this had to happen in a pond, so the pollywogs could swim. I can't wait to see your "crop."

Ms Brown Mouse said...

S indeedydoo!
Zoomie, there'll be plenty!
Cookie, there's water, not heaps, but there's water. We'll be topping it up daily, so the eggs won't dry out.

Winkinatcha said...

MMMM Forg Spawn... On Toast! YUM!

Pink Granite said...

Yay!
Fingers crossed...
;o)

KPB said...

WOW. All we get are bandicoots, possums and ticks. Jealous.

e said...

I love your little garden, it's like a National Geographic expedition all year round. Very exciting to find frog spawn. I haven't seen a tadpole in about 30 years. Very excited to see the progress!