Frogs, and amphibians in general, are among the most endangered animals on the planet. They suffer from climate change, habitat destruction, and environmental pollution and are afflicted by a multitude of ills, among which are some pretty horrible physical deformities.
Our frogs, on the other hand, are doing just fine. These are the frogs that came out of the woods behind the house and started moving into our fishpond the same day the builders departed. They came by twos, then by threes, and now are too numerous to count. And they are growing in size–when they first showed up they were brooch-size, but now some are too heavy to sit on a lily pad, and when they jump into the water they make quite a loud plop. Otherwise they are very quiet frogs–possibly because their breeding season is over–although occasionally I have heard something that sounds like a croak.
These frogs are so tame that sometimes I worry that there\’s something wrong with them. I used to worry that they would get caught and mangled by Bisou, whose frog obsession continues unabated. Fortunately, all Bisou seems to want to do is bump them with her nose, again and again and again.