Dramatic, but true.
I have a total phobia of amphibians. Real, screaming meltdowns if I am near one. I can't even look at pictures of them without feeling queasy.
I was cutting the grass at the weekend, and went to move some plant paraphernalia out of the way. In my cold frame I saw what I thought was a month fluttering around. Closer inspection revealed it was a frog. A teeny tiny one, but a frog nevertheless.
Cue screaming ab-dabs and me doing a Ussain Bolt impression into the house. DH went out and removed the thing.
I was out picking some blueberries yesterday and as I walked up the garden path back to the house there on the path was a teeny tiny frog. Hopping.
Now I don't know if it was the same frog as at the weekend that had found its way back, or if it was another one. But I have not been outside again since. I won't even have the back door open for fear that it will find its way in.
Now I know I have written this in a slightly light hearted way, but I really am petrified of the things. I know they won't hurt, and I know they are probably frightened by me and my size, and I know there are those who find them appealing, but I am not one of those people.
Please!! Is there any way of ridding my garden of those things, and preventing them from ever wanting to come back again? We don't have a pond (that got filled in as the very first job we did when we moved in 25 years ago), neither do our neighbours on either side. I don't know about the houses whose gardens we back onto, as garden buildings and trees block the view.
