Baddad
30-01-2015, 01:57 PM
:) It started about 12 years ago, when we first moved here. Semi-rural or semi-urban?
The scene: An evening BBQ on the back deck. The serenity was interrupted by a loud and strange, "Plaatt" Not to be confused with "splat" This was a Plaatt.
My attention was on the BBQ. I spun around and was greeted with the sight of a large Green Tree Frog. Wow, he was big. It did not appear to be hurt as it made its way towards the kitchen window. It climbed uo the brick wall and progressed up the fly screen. There a couple of geckos scampered to a safe distance. Another smaller frog was already in occupation and it too made way. Size seemed to rule the roost.
Since that evening and each summer I hear that familiar, "plaatt" where the jolly green thing launches itself from the house guttering and lands three and a half meters down onto the timber decking. When rain is imminent we often hear the loud croaking emanating from inside the downpipes.
The local insectivores are often dining at the kitchen window. They, like the daytime Magpies, Kookaburras, Butcher Birds and parrots, are all safe here. Rambo, the family Border Collie, has a slight twist of the head when he stares at the local wildlife.:)
I have sometimes hand fed moths to the gentle green giant. That frog seems to be a pet here. When the house is in darkness and I arrive home I am now wary of how I grab the stairs railing. I have put my hand onto the green frog in the dark. Its soft and wet feeling is rather different of what you expect from stair rails. LOL :lol:
Cheers:)
The scene: An evening BBQ on the back deck. The serenity was interrupted by a loud and strange, "Plaatt" Not to be confused with "splat" This was a Plaatt.
My attention was on the BBQ. I spun around and was greeted with the sight of a large Green Tree Frog. Wow, he was big. It did not appear to be hurt as it made its way towards the kitchen window. It climbed uo the brick wall and progressed up the fly screen. There a couple of geckos scampered to a safe distance. Another smaller frog was already in occupation and it too made way. Size seemed to rule the roost.
Since that evening and each summer I hear that familiar, "plaatt" where the jolly green thing launches itself from the house guttering and lands three and a half meters down onto the timber decking. When rain is imminent we often hear the loud croaking emanating from inside the downpipes.
The local insectivores are often dining at the kitchen window. They, like the daytime Magpies, Kookaburras, Butcher Birds and parrots, are all safe here. Rambo, the family Border Collie, has a slight twist of the head when he stares at the local wildlife.:)
I have sometimes hand fed moths to the gentle green giant. That frog seems to be a pet here. When the house is in darkness and I arrive home I am now wary of how I grab the stairs railing. I have put my hand onto the green frog in the dark. Its soft and wet feeling is rather different of what you expect from stair rails. LOL :lol:
Cheers:)