sweet little kitties
Sep. 2nd, 2004 03:54 pmAnother day, another piercing scream from the garden.
This time it was Iggy and Bada Ning!, with a frog cowering between them on the lawn. Iggy (who at least knows what he's not supposed to do, even if he does it anyway) loped off to observe from the garage roof. Lietha, OTOH, pounced straight back onto the retreating frog - being as she is the charming, cute babbie kitten of the house. I pulled her back and the unfortunate amphibian found its own way back into the pnod.
Goddess knows why it came out in the first place; they're reasonably safe as long as they're in the water, but on land it's but a matter of time and relative availability of slowworms. Maybe it was a Stream Frog making the perilous journey to visit its relatives nearer the house.
This time it was Iggy and Bada Ning!, with a frog cowering between them on the lawn. Iggy (who at least knows what he's not supposed to do, even if he does it anyway) loped off to observe from the garage roof. Lietha, OTOH, pounced straight back onto the retreating frog - being as she is the charming, cute babbie kitten of the house. I pulled her back and the unfortunate amphibian found its own way back into the pnod.
Goddess knows why it came out in the first place; they're reasonably safe as long as they're in the water, but on land it's but a matter of time and relative availability of slowworms. Maybe it was a Stream Frog making the perilous journey to visit its relatives nearer the house.