I don't like frogs, toads, snakes or any other creature that slithers or hops ... with the exception of bunnies & kangaroos, of course. (Incidentally, my little brother, who is in Australia right now, got to pet some 'roos yesterday. Mwah....jealous? Never...). I digress....
When I was a little girl, I had an encounter with a frog that scarred me for life. We had just come home from a family vacation and had been gone for several weeks. Somehow, a frog had made it through the septic & into my toilet. When I lifted up the toilet seat in my bathroom (for the first time in a couple of weeks), there was a frog staring right back at me. I. Was. Frightened. I screamed bloody murder & have never found a place in my otherwise-animal-loving-heart for these little amphibians since. Luckily, my husband still has a frog shaped spot in his heart. Exhibit A:
mojitos, which I love), leave me some comments. Or, better yet, take some off our hands! We have a ton!
There will be a little break from blogging for the next few days because...have you heard? It's officially Memorial Day Weekend! See y'all back here next week!