Yoblog - Musings of a Church Youth Officer

I know a squashed frog can be a slightly unappetising looking cocktail, but round where I live, they are a slippery hazard on the roads.

I feel sorry for our local frogs, because us humans built new houses on their habitat and now they are hopping around of an evening, scratching their heads wondering what happened and where their boggy puddles went.

And while they are philosophying, the last indignity is a car coming along and smearing them over the road for somebody to slip on the next day.