Sounds ominous, doesn't it? Well, I did have a bit of a traumatic evening yesterday because of the slimy little creatures that make their home in my house. You already know all about the drama that happens when Zane the cat eats a frog. And he hasn't seemed to have learned his lesson.
Because our door fell apart last week, and we haven't been able to get it fixed yet, there's a huge gaping hole between the doorstep and our living room. Which means that the frogs and other creatures can just hop right on in.
Last night, as I was getting ready to turn in, much to my dismay, I found a frog happily hopping around in our kitchen! So after an initial squeal, since I really don't like those creatures, I figured that I had to do something with it before Zane found him.
So, armed with a dustpan and a piece of cardboard, I successfully herded the frog back out the front door! Who would have guessed that in addition to goat herding, my list of duties as a literacy and bilingual education specialist here in Africa would include frog herding.
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