Frogs and lawnmowers are not a healthy combo. At least not for the frogs.
Just to be clear, after the Stumpy episode I instituted frog-friendly lawn-mowing protocols here at Falling Downs.
Yes, frogs have the right-of-way at all times.
If you're not sure where Froggy went, shut down the mower and do a search in the immediate vicinity.
I think this frog-friendly approach I've taken is at least partially responsible for the fact there's no frog shortage in these parts. In fact, at certain times of the year you can't drive down Concession 20 without annihilating dozens of them. You're literally driving over a carpet of frogs.
But today I witnessed something I've never seen before. I'm pushing the mower through the grass in the side-yard between the house and the barn, when a good sized frog launches himself right onto the mower deck.
That's no big deal. It's happened before. But whenever it's happened before, the next hop is to get the fuck outta there!
Not this dude. No, he just settled in, a couple inches behind the motor, and enjoyed the ride! Ya, for ten minutes or so he just sat there as I pushed the mower back and forth.
Had all his appendages from what I could tell, so it wasn't Stumpy.
Spawn of Stumpy, perhaps?