hehehe...frog catching help from a monkey.

throw a towel over it. it will calm down cuz it will be dark. use a dark towel. really...it works. then you can just grab it with the towel.

Brilliant thinking Curious!

Right now it's sitting precariously in the middle of the shower curtain, which surrounds the bath...I'll wait till hopefully it drops into the bath - then give that a try. Hah! Knew someone here would have some bright ideas....I'll let you know the outcome (Hong Kong Woman Smothered by Poisonous Reptile... ) ,

Thanks! and all the best!

i wish you had a video camera. lol

keep us updated.

YAY!!

OK, panic over, my bathroom is now officially a frog-free zone. Towel didn't work, just because although I manouevred it using a feather duster, it woudn't go anywhere where I could scoop it with elbow room enough to avoid hurting it.

Eventually it stretched itself out (boy, those back legs are twice as long as it's body) and climbed onto the flat wall tiles, so I got a big see-through bowl, gently covered it and the frog obligingly climbed in. Then I slid a big mat over the top and carried it out. My frog-fighting equipment

Video would have been hysterical, with a great script, as in "Eeeewww!!! Oh f88k! EEEuuuuurch!!" "Now what???"...

So, here's what I learned about frogs in the past 24 hours. They produce quite substantial poos. Knew you were holding your breath for that nugget of info Who'd have guessed it??

We've had gusty storms here, so it must have been blown onto my balcony from the nearby stand of big trees (I'm on the third floor...). I'm guessing.

So...for those who don't like spiders, last week I put on my waterproof boots which live on the balcony, only to find zillions of small spiders running up my (bare) leg - I found loads of white eggs in the treaded sole. Shudder...It's Spring here, and much as I love this wild island, sometimes the wildlife can be a bit more than you'd ideally like, ya know?

Thanks everyone, pheeeewww,
all the best!

Oh Artist!
I sprayed diet rootbeer all over my monitor reading your Frog Adventure...or Encounter...or Hunt? ROFLMAO! I couldn't go to bed without replying here, even though it is WAAAY past my bedtime. LOL

I laughed, because I could just picture what was going on...and worse, I could HEAR it when you put up the "script". Sounds exactly like some of the scripts I have had in the past...LOLOL

I was remembering a couple of different...erm...Adventures that we have had around here. And, I was picturing what would be going on with my kids seeing a big old frog in the bathroom, based on other "Bathroom Encounters" we have had. And, some "Other Room" and "Outside" type of Encounters too. ROFL. I will tell you about one of our Bathroom Encounters now, just so you don't feel like you are the only one that has had such things happen.

Back a few years ago, when the kids were much younger (oh...did I mention that I have the wussiest kids in the whole world when it comes to anything even remotely creepy crawly? Doesn't matter that they are "Big" now, they would both STILL holler for me if there was something in here that shouldn't be...and they wouldn't help me getting it out, either! ROFL) we had something get in the bath tub that you wouldn't want to share a bath with. Meghan was the one that discovered it...and she is the worst out of the two having freak outs over critters and such.

Well...she comes flying back out of the bathroom, litterally wringing her hands on her bosom (you know...like you see helpless maids do in the movies and on tv and in cartoons and such? Meghan REALLY does that. She is the only person that I know that does it. Poor girl. LOL) and looking very worried and scared. So, I ask her what is wrong.

Me - "Meghan, are you alright? What is wrong?"

Meghan - "There is a HUGE..er...THING in the bathtub Momma!!"

"What kind of ‘thing' is it?"

"I dont know, but it is HUGE!"

"Ok. We have established that. What does it LOOK like?" see..I was wanting a little more info about this "thing" before I went in there to tackle it. Always best to try to be as prepared as possible when dealing with HUGE THINGS in the bathtub or elsewhere. ROFL

"I don't know! It is HUGE!"

"Yes. Huge. Got it. What do you mean you don't know what it looks like? Didn't you see it?"

"Yes, Momma! I saw it."

"Well then?"

"It is this," and here she holds up her hands about 6 inches apart, "big. I is green and yellow and has THREE HEADS!!!!" and here she has a minor freak out, remembering the monsterours three headed THING.

"It has THREE HEADS???!!!?? What in the world.....? Are you sure?"

"Yes Momma! It has THREE HEADS...and it can pull them IN!"

"What..?"

"It can PULL THEM IN! I know, because I saw it do it! It is gross..and it is HUGE and it has THREE heads that suck in! Go get it out, Momma. Go see."

Right at that moment, I was pretty much stuck trying to figure out what could possible have three heads that it sucks into it's body, and NOT be some kind of weird alien being. I was considering all of this before I set off down the hallway, because I was really, really stumped as to what the HELL was in our bathtub, and not entirely certain that I was qualified to deal with it. So...stalling for time...I said;

"You SAW these three heads on this" hold out my hands the specified 6 inches or so apart, "long of a thing?" She is nodding VERY emphatically. "Do you know WHY it was sucking in it heads? It could pull all three in? At once. Or one at a time? Or what?"

"Yes..I saw the heads, and I saw it suck them in. It did it because I was squirting the CRAP out of it with a water bottle, trying to make it go away!!"

This only made sense to Meghan, as squirting it with a water bottle wouldn't be what I would try on a Huge Three Retractable Headed THING that I didn't know what was, and that scared the crap out of me. RAID would be a better bet...or Hair spray in a pinch....or tossing rubbing alcohol on it, if it was trying to get me....or, just simply turning around and closing the door and calling the proper authorities while I guarded the hall, keeping watch on the bathroom door while holding Jay's trusty metal Baseball Bat, waiting for them to come. So..I looked at her in disbelief and asked kinda faintly;

"You squirted it with a water bottle.....Ok. Did you make it....erm...upset? Or anything?"

"I dont know! It SUCKED IT'S HEADS IN!! Not all at once, I dont think...but I think that it can do at least two at a time.....it is BIG and GROSS Momma! Please go and get it out....." and she starts to cry.

So...I arm myself with said RAID, Baseball Bat, rubber gloves (wasn't touching that thing...no way no how. Wasn't even going to take a chance!) And a broom handle that I unscrewed from the broom. You know, for possible prodding use...from a pretty good distance away. And I head off....with much trepidation, down the hall towards the bathroom. Meghan and Jay (who had sat there quietly throughout all of this, and only spoke to adamantly Refuse to go and look and see what this was when I asked him to) both stood at the Very End of the hall, Meghan wringing her hands worse than ever, Jay standing there trying not to look worried or scared, and both of them with their eyes so huge that it looked like they took up the majority of their faces. I know, because I kept looking back at them, and tossing out some last minute instructions like "if I holler, or scream..call 911, Ok?" LOL.

I finally get down the hall and to the threshold of the bathroom door. Meghan closed it behind her on her way out...so I prodded it open with the baseball bat (just incase the THING had decided to get out of the tub), and then slowly crept into the bathroom once I saw that the cost (not to mention the path to the tub) was clear. I got to where I could kinda sorta start to see into the tub, and of course couldn't see anything (had horrible pictures of this THING stealthily lying in wait for me, clinging to the side of the tub that I wouldn't be able to see until I was right over it....), so I crept closer and closer.

Finally...I think that I start to see something. So, I do a sort of stretch to try to get a better look without having to commit myself anymore then needed, and certainly DO see something that is green and yellow...but it MUCH skinnier than I thought it would be..you know, for something that was at least 6 inches long....

I take one more step and peer into the tub...and I SEE it!! The THING! And I immediately feel relieved, foolish, amused and kinda perturbed all in the same rush. I didn't need the Baseball Bat, or the Broom handle. I didn't even need the RAID for that matter. So, I put all of that stuff down and went into the Meghan's room, which was the closest, and got a piece of notebook paper. That was all that I needed to capture this horrid Three Retractable Headed Monster Thing From Hell. So, I caught it, and took it out of the bathroom and started down the hall. The kids IMMEDIATELY cleared away and got all the way into the farthest part of the living room away from me. I started over to them...and NOT in a threatening manner...and they both SCREAMED! Mind you, neither one could really see what was on the paper...but they both should have been able to see that it was only about 2 or 2.5 inches long....

I told them to stop being silly, and to come over and look at the specimen, that was really quite pretty for being a.....SLUG! ROFLMAO!

Yes..that was the Horrible 6 Inch Long Three Retractable Headed Monster From The Bathtub. It was a pretty large, very slimy, green with a yellowy greenish stripe running down it's back, slug that was actually the prettiest (for a slug, that is) one I had ever seen. The "Three Heads" that it could "Suck In" were it's head and it's antennae, or feelers, or whatever those things on slugs and snails heads are. And, yes..it would pull them away from the water that Meghan was squirting the crap out of it with. I told the kids that it was just a slug.....but neither one of them was having anything to do with it, no matter WHAT it was. They were both acting terrified of the thing, and would holler and even just about cry if I tried to come near them with it for them to see. I wasn't going to put it on them or anything....but they were totally and completely freaked. So, I shook my head in disgust, and took the thing outside and let it go in the woods on some nice leafy vines, that were just across the yard from our house. (Oh..and I threw away the note book paper, as I found out that slugs produce even MORE slime when they are on something like that. I shared that finding with the kids...but they didn't seen too impressed or interested. LOL).

So..see? Compared to that, you had an actual EMERGENCY going on with your big frog loose in your bathroom! LOL. I would hate to see what would happen to my kids, if/when they have to deal with these things for themselves. It should be pretty entertaining to hear about..and provide hours and hours of fun for me (you know...the teasing factor. LOL..I know. I am evil. LOLOL). I have other creepy crawly stories, and weird funny things that my kids freak out about, that I will have to tell you some time. ROFL, you know me, and my Stories.....

I am glad that you survived your adventure and that you came out victorious over the frog and managed to eject him from your bath. I hope that he doesn't come back for another visit...or tell all of his froggy family and friends about what a cosy bathroom you have, and what a fun time he had playing "Dodge the Rubber Gloves, Towel, Feather Duster and Bowl" with you. ROFLMAO! I am also glad that you won't wind up in the headlines because of being Smothered By a Poisonous AMPHIBIAN (lol, not reptile...). I bet that your beagle had great fun watching all of the excitement too! ROFL

Ok..I will stop teasing you now. I really am glad that you got that frog out of there, and that everything is all ok now. I do want to thank you for the laugh, although I could have done without the rootbeer on the monitor, but that was my fault for keeping on drinking while I was reading your progress. ROFL

I hope that you have a very restful and frogless day/night (I keep on forgetting what time it is there, compared to what time it is over here...).

Love and ((hugs))
Jose <-----The Three Headed Monster Conqueror. ROFLMAO!!

I love it! These stories actually had me laughing so hard my grandson came in to check on me. Maybe he had seen that utterly forgettable expose on marijuana from the 1930s; the one where everyday people took a hit, began laughing hysterically and then murdered their friends.

He knows I smoked pot once (1957 until 1979). I only smoked it once, but that one time was continuous throughout more than two decades. He may have heard me say something about asking someone I know who lives in Oregon to send me some seeds, so he might have thought the crop had been planted, harvested and smoked, and once I finished laughing I would come in and kill him and his grandmother. Whatever.

Jose, a thousand words and not one describing the changes your face went through during you ever more dangerous approach to the beastie. No problem, I created my own visuals. I'm just not quite sure I captured the essence of exactly how wide your eyes were as you tried to simultaneously look for the thing in the tub, on the curtain, and even the ceiling. Ya gotta have really big eyes to capture all of that at once, but I have no doubt that you did.

More big game hunting posts, please...Vic

And Jose: just one more Bubba story, please. For old times' sake.

oh dear, what a wonderful way to start the morning - laughing till it hurts!

artist, i'm glad u were able to evict your trespasser.....and you're a braver soul than i am....i think i'd have found a new place to live!....and my dog also finds frogs mildly interesting.............we get an occasional one in the yard and he follows them around for a bit....i think he likes watching them jump.

curious.....i hope i never need it, but it's good to know the trick with the towel....where/how did u learn that?....or don't i want to ask?

i wish i had a really good 'creature' story for all of u, but the best i can offer is to tell about the time my sister, who is incredibly freaky about spiders, took a shoe and beat the living daylights out of half of a pair of very expensive false eyelashes......i wish she'd wear her glasses.

and yeah, jose....how 'bout one more bubba story.....lots of people here don't even know about bubba!

Loved that! What a wit!...

Liz, I did a Jose root-beer at the eyelash!

Jose - OMG, that was hysterical! But who the he88 is bubba? Go on...just one more...

all the best!