Freaky Froggy Findings

It’s okay… You can admit it. When you read that I was terrified of frogs a while back you laughed. That’s okay. I get that reaction a lot! But before you judge me, there are a few things you should know (of course there’s a story behind it. Isn’t there always?)

Between the ages of 6-10 I lived in the Philippines. It’s a beautiful place. It is a culture full of great food, warm welcomes and family and they’re blessed with great scenery. I absolutely LOVED being there. What does this have to do with my fear of frogs? Here’s the thing. I lived in a subdivision with a lot of multicultural kids..mostly because our dads were in the military. As kids we’d get into mischief. I’d climb trees and bring down coccoon husks and open them, curious about what was inside. We found a pregnant dead bird once and dissected her, trying to save the egg. So it was natural that when she told me that in her mom’s culture (her mom was Thai) that crickets were delicacies that we’d go out and try to catch them. We wanted to surprise her with a “treat”! What a lucky mom, right? Of course now I know that there are all different kinds of crickets, but hey…it was the thought that counted.

Somehow our cricket crusade morphed into a frog catching expidition. (It may have had something to do with hearing that people also ate frog legs and they tasted like chicken, but I’m not sure) We were armed with glass jars and since it had just rained, there were plenty of frogs out. We stayed out catching frogs until our parents called us in for the night. My family was vegetarian, so we sent all the catches with my little friend. The next morning I woke up crying and in pain. My precious hands had water blisters all over them. Turns out, I’m allergic to frogs.

Fast forward to about 8 years ago. I was leaving my house. As I turned to lock the door, from along the door jam a white frog landed on the corner of my face. It happened very quickly, but not fast enough that I didn’t recognize what tapped the side of my face (near my eye). I screamed bloody murder! My heart was pounding a mile a minute. My next door neighbor, bless his heart, came flying out of his house. Apparently he thought I was getting raped or murdered. How humiliating it was to tell him it was simply that a frog attacked. Fortunately the contact was so minute I didn’t have an attack. Curious as to what the frog looked like? I found a likeness…

That’s okay…I’ve also learned that when you’re in a long termed relationship, your phobias become contageous. I’m not exactly sure how it works, but I do know that my sister was in town visiting us one fall. She and I had went to the grocery store to pick up some ingredients for her to make potato soup from scratch for my guy who wasn’t feeling well. We got back and he was standing out on the driveway with no shoes on, his boxers and a tshirt. He was a bit upset. Apparently a frog had tried to eat his ass! Laugh! I know I did.

He’d gone into our master bath to use the toilet, and just as he went to sit down, something caught his eye. He jumped back up just in time to see a toad the size of a grapefuit staring up at him. He insists that there was malicious intent in that toad’s eyes…but regardless, it freaked him out. He slammed the toilet lid down, yanked his pants back up, found the biggest, heaviest book he could find to put on the lid so that the big toad couldn’t escape…and planted himself on the driveway for one of us to rescue him.

As you already ascertained from my deep fear of frogs, I was the wrong person to be looking at for a rescue. In fact, I believe the words “you’re insane” may have come out of my mouth at some point as he looked at me to find a solution. Finally, after my sister was able to stop laughing hysterically, she grabbed a big plastic cup that we didn’t mind losing along with a magazine. She scooped the toad into the cup, covered it with the magazine and released Mr Toad back into the wild. Thank God for the practicality of nurses.

But is my fear of frogs really so irrational? After the news down here in Florida this week, I’m thinking it’s just good sense! If you have dogs, this story is a must read! It may save your dog’s life! Yes, there have been doggie deaths in Florida recently and it’s all been attributed to my nemesis.

Considering I have my two adorable furbabies, I think it may have turned out to be a blessing that I have this fear. I’d be devastated if anything happened to these two cuties….

These are my two girls. They’re Shiba Inu’s…The little one to the left is named Ryka (after the Mord Sith from Terry Goodkind’s Sword of Truth Series. The one on the right is Isabella. She was my Christmas gift several years ago. I’d be devastated if I lost them, so they are not allowed to play with frogs. Lucky for me, they prefer to chase rabbits. 🙂

If you’re a dog lover and a book lover, you should check out this review by Sheri DeGrom. This one may be right up your alley!

If you’re wondering what your dog is thinking, maybe you should check out his/her diary as written by Raelynn Barclay.

Or if you just want to talk about your adorable dog and commisserate about their bad habits, then Jen is your gal!

Anyway, thank you for letting me vent about my frighteningly froggy freak outs…and for adoring my cute doggies.

Happy Friday!

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43 thoughts on “Freaky Froggy Findings

    • Kitt Crescendo says:

      To this day I’m not sure. It could’ve been that those particular frogs that I handled had been found in drainage areas (aka sewege systems) and that could’ve accounted for the reaction, but I’m not taking any chances…LOL!

  1. Don't Quote Lily says:

    Allergic to frogs, wow, never knew you could be! And how does a frog find itself in a toilet? Lol. Your dogs are adorable by the way. 😉

    PS: The link to your original frog post doesn’t work. Not sure if you care, just wanted to let you know just in case. 😉

    • Kitt Crescendo says:

      And thanks! I think they’re adorable, too. As for how that frog found itself in our toilet? No idea. I’ve since heard from some Florida natives that frogs can sometimes come in through air vents. And that one shouldn’t be surprised if a snake makes it’s way into your pool through the plumbing. Eek!

        • Kitt Crescendo says:

          I’m telling you. When we told my friend’s parents the frog in the toilet story we thought it might have come up the pipes for the toilet. They proceeded to tell us more than likely it dropped in the toilet from the air vent. Then they asked if we’d gotten any snakes in our pool yet. When we said no, they told us they’d get us one of these snake catching stick thingies as our engagement gift. Seeing as how my friend’s dad is the head park ranger for one of the biggest state parks in FL, I’m pretty sure he knows what he’s talking about…and I examine my pool very closely before getting in. Fortunately no snakes yet!
          If we ever do, I’m pretty sure that you’ll be able to hear my hubby do his Samuel L Jackson impersonation from Snakes On A Plane from space…LMAO!

  2. Mae Clair says:

    Those are some truly bizarre stories about frogs, Kitt, LOL! (and yes, I was one of those people who chuckled over your frog-phobia). I love the pic of your pups. So adorable. Although I happen to LOVE frogs, I do have an extreme unnatural phobia about bears. I must blog about that someday 🙂

    • Kitt Crescendo says:

      You should…though I don’t think there’s anything all that unnatural about being afraid of bears. I’d still love to hear how it happened. Have you ever seen the movie Wild America? You love outdoors and nature…I think you’d love it!

  3. Phil Lanoue says:

    Oh No!! Frog attacks!?! 😯 Well this can’t be good for anybody.
    One did jump out of my gas grill last week but at the time I had no idea about their devious plan for worlwide frog domination!!
    I also tossed a lizard off our screen porch out back a couple of days ago. Humm…I wonder if they are teaming up with the frogs?! Yikes!
    I plan a full investigation. 😀

    • Kitt Crescendo says:

      If the lizards are in cahoots with the frogs we’ll be doomed, I tell ya. Doomed! There are so many of them that we’ll be overrun in no time!

  4. Raelyn Barclay says:

    Thanks for the link to that article about dogs and frogs…I had no idea. Of course, my fur baby doesn’t have much chance of running into a frog in the desert, but still. Having lived in Florida, I had a similar reaction to a Palmetto bug crawling across my face in the wee hours of the morning, just thinking about it makes me shudder! And it was over 20 years ago now, LOL.

    Your fur babies are adorable. Thank you for the fabulous shout out!

  5. sheridegrom - From the literary and legislative trenches. says:

    How on earth did I miss this fun post–even after we talked about your linking to my book review. Thanks a bunch by the way. You gave me a good laugh with this one you silly girl. I remember way back when — remember I’m about a hundred years older than you — my brothers went frog hunting or whatever they called it. They went in the creek that ran through our property. They cleaned the frog legs and brought them back to the house for Mom to fry. After seeing the frog legs jump in the skillet, I didn’t want anything to do with them. I can also relate about keeping your sweet girls safe. I feel the same way about our shih tzus. Tom’s dog wouldn’t eat anything unusual (he’s totally organic) but my girl considers anything fair game. We rescued her from a puppy mill where she was a breeding mom. We also rescued Tom’s fellow from an abusive home. They are our kids and they think they own the place.

  6. CJ says:

    I pretty much cracked up the whole time I read this one! Ahhh the memories! Glad there haven’t been any more frogs needing rescue lately!

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