Margaret, my oldest cat, is fascinated with frogs.
After Margaret takes her 10 steps into Bluebird Gardens with me for her daily "walk," she likes to settle into the impatiens. (I haven't had the heart to tell her white's just not the best camouflage color.)
The last time a frog jumped by, Margaret jumped in right after him!
Frog was fine. Margaret dog-paddled around until she found a spot to climb out, then walked back to the front door.
Hmmm, word must be getting around. I don't see any frogs - do you??