(I hope you can make out three frogs in the above photo. The far one is poking it’s bum out a bit)

Earlier this evening I was told to change channels and watch a tv segment on how to keep captive Aussie Greentree frogs; and it taught me two new facts:

1. That only the male frogs croak

2. That frogs can live up to 20 years.

Now, maybe if I’d stopped and really thought hard about it, I may have remembered the croaking part. But hearing it again, I put two and two together and realised that all my frogs must be female.

We’ve been walking past them for forever, and never a peep was heard. And because they were large and so assertive, I thought most of the five must be he-frogs. I’m delighted to be corrected, and now it’s like they’re a gang of girlfriends living in side-by-side apartments.

Actually there was a third fact: they only need feeding a couple of times a week. Our frogs are wild and come and go as they please. But in the height of summer we were catching big juicy moths for them most nights of the week. No wonder they were getting so plump.