The Katz House

Big Bertha and Precious, the Green Tree Frog and the Cuban Frog

Hello World!

My name is Big Bertha says the female human who turns on the light of her front porch every night and off as she finishes her walk with her dog, she calls LoLo.

She always says Hello Big Bertha when she sees me hanging on the wall above her front door and Good Night to me as she passes under me and goes inside the house to turn off the light. I now live in this fake Tiffany porch light on their front porch. Thank God! Someone finally bought this house and turned on the lights so now I have a wide smorgasbord of bugs to eat. I do have to watch my figure.

I had been living on the Traveler Palm by the front porch, which was busy during the day when the anoles were awake and at night there wasn’t too much for me to eat with no electric light to draw them to it.

My figure had gotten very thin. Not good if you are trying to attract a mate!

The humans also repaired those pool’s screens in the lanai and the big pond (pool) is enclosed with no more access to it for us frogs. We had to find a new place to lay our eggs in some kind of water.

The humans cleaned their pool with all kinds of cleaners and chlorine when they moved in. Which we had used for two years and it was a perfect shade of green with the right amount of algae for our baby tadpoles to eat.

Then the humans hauled the old side by side frig stored on the lanai out for the trash man where eight of my friends had lived for the last two years. When the female human removed the fake flower wreath on the wall by the back door where five of my friends were living. My cousin, the biggest female green tree frog jumped on the humans hand and scared her so much she wet her pants and said a few bad words. But those suction cups on the green frogs’ feet held her tightly on to the human’s hand. The human had to pick her off her hand to remove my cousin. The next day my cousin worried about getting warts on her feet from the human.

The green tree frog families are now looking for new places to live. Wow, life can be hard for us, wildlife creatures.

The coolest thing that the humans brought with them a water fountain that runs all day and night. It is fun to swim in at night when we skinny dip. We left them strings of eggs to hatch every month last year and we laughed about that. The humans seem to get very excited to find those strings of tadpole eggs in their water fountain.

There was a frog, which I had to share the female human’s affections with. The human had named her, Precious. Precious had many flash pictures taken of her because she was such a large frog. She is so big and fat and just sat in that Traveler Palm all day. But why not take some pictures of me, I wondered. I am a much prettier shade of green.

I felt jilted of the female human’s affection. But when the humans found out Precious was a Cuban frog and she should put her in a Ziploc bag, frozen and put in the trash. She was an invasive species of frog and would eat all the native Florida frogs according to the State Nature environmental experts. That Internet information was a big break for my kind and me.

Precious heard them talking about what they were going to do with her and she just vanished that night.

Now that she is gone…

I am free to live here and have as many suitors as I reply to their nightly crocks. I am not a married frog.