I know it is terribly, terribly exciting to catch a pair of apparently mating toads in the fish net. But next time? Please do not run into my kitchen with said toads in said net dripping everywhere. And? In case you didn’t get the memo? You’re girls. You are supposed to think these things are gross. I shudder to think what the boys will bring into my kitchen when they are a few years older.
That is all.
And the Mop
Edited to Add: I have just had a little explore around the pond with the children. Frog and Toad and all their friends are getting their groove on, let me tell you. They are just a few doobies and Jimi Hendrix away from Woodstock in my back yard; but there is no shortage of free love (or amphibian eggs).