When Ditz went to hop into bed this is what she found amongst the doona! By the time she'd grabbed me & the camera it was hopping all over her room & there was no way Ditz was touching it. The child who removed a dead mouse from my toaster without batting an eyelash had serious issues with a little green tree frog.
I have no idea how it got there or why it thought Ditz's bed was a good place to be but stay it could not.
I wet my hands so as not to damage the frog's sensitive skin
& prayed Issi didn't come investigating the commotion. Up north they grow to a huge size & like to live in the toilet bowls. There is nothing more disconerting when you are in no position to run shrieking through the house than to have something damp & clammy attach itself to your bare butt!!! True. Ask Dearest.