A few weeks ago Gina found a frog hanging out by the air conditioner. We thought it would have a better life over by the irrigation ditch. So we drove it over to the golf course and dropped off at a lush comfy spot by the ditch. By gosh, it's back. I just know that it's the same frog. We named him Prince and he's been hanging out by the fountain, jumping in once in awhile. He found himself a nice home, lots of ants, water, rocks and plants.
