Leap Year

I can feel the frogs wanting a say in my blog today, so here is the next froggy instalment.

My favourite frog as a kid will hardly surprise anyone. Of course it has to be the large green tree frog. Now my introduction to these glorious creatures was a little delayed. I grew up in a very small coastal country town in northern NSW. We arrived there when I was three, lived in a shed while my dad commenced building our house. The toilet must have been the first thing built. It was an out back dunny, in the days when the dunny man (otherwise known as the sanitary man) still came around for his weekly collection. Yep, gross!  At the time it was just part of life. Man, I used to dread whenever the need struck me to do a nightly scamper to the toilet. I was shit scared of the dark. There were not lights on the way, no lights when you got there. Of course I always left the need to run until the very last minute.  Hee! Okay, I’ve gotten off track. This is relevant honest!

 

Yay! Finally we upgraded to a septic tank. I must have been nine or ten at the time. No more dunny runs in the dark. We now had the luxury of a flush toilet...inside the house…can you imagine it? The next surprise, green tree frogs love flush toilets. Wheeeeee! Oh My God.  I Squealed with delight as I pull them out. Now my mother  told me I would get warts if I  touched them. As if that would stop me!  Am I grossing you out yet? Believe me I never noticed germs, not after the out-back dunny days. Green tree frogs rule!

I'm in frog heaven! I just noticed the google today! Are they reading my mind? Now I'm scared.

Okay, no, it's about the leap year. Their timing is a little scary.