The Resident Fort Doberdale Frog

I was bending over to water my plants on Sunday, May 4.  I was taking particular note of a cutting of a night blooming jasmine a co-worker had given me, which was sprouting blooms.

Night Blooming Jasmine

Then I stood up… ladedadedaaa… and came face-to-face with the frog on the window ledge!  Ahhhhh!

Frog - First Day

He matched the color of the house and he just sat there letting me take pictures. 

A view from the hind end.

He is on the ledge here on the right between the V of the plant.  Can you see him?  He’s there…a little white blob.

Hiding out right there in front of the world!

But the sun was going down, and I knew he was going to get active because I usually see him from the inside with his suction cup feet attached to my window.  So I stood by, and this is what happened to him as he woke up.  MoG!  It’s the Incredible Frog Hulk!

Metamorphosis   Metamorphosis
I think he’s eating something or someone.  I do.

Since that day, this frog has been making this window ledge his home.  He poops on the ledge, eats on the ledge, and does who knows what else on the ledge.  But he’s OK.  He’s not too noisy.  In fact, I haven’t heard a croak out of him.  However, there are some unusual croaks coming from a more bushy area in the yard. 

Croaking sounds come from here at sunset!


About Helen

I’m a Southern California living in South Florida. I’ve been here for 10 years as of October 1, 2007. No matter where I live, I’m a dog lover, and my breed is the Dobermann Pinscher of the Working Group. I am also fond of the Australian Shepherd of the Herding Group. My life revolves around my dogs, which is something those family members of mine don’t understand. So I’m an island in that respect, but have built friendships with those who are doggie lovers and respect the canine as much as I do. Some do rescue, some train in, compete in, and judge AKC trials. The common thread is our dogs are family.

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