The wet season has arrived in Cairns, and with it the amphibian life of the town has erupted. Frogs and cane toads are everywhere, and the roads around our place are paved with flattened toads who thought they might give it a go against an oncoming car or two.
So the other night when I went to close the door to keep Jack in for the night I got a little start when I walked into our darkened dining room and had something small and dark go “hop” near the doorway.
Turned out to be a decent sized green frog who had hopped in to get out of the rain, and while I thought he was cute, Jack wouldn’t let me keep him as a pet, so I had to shoo him out, back into the night.