I say they migrate, but I suppose technically they attempt to migrate because our row of houses is a rather insurmountable obstacle. This doesn't seem to bother them very much though - they just get it on right outside the window.
I always love the arrival of the frogs - partially because they stay nicely the other side of the window and disappear again after a couple of hours without leaving any mess, and partially because they make such a big show of being happy to be alive after Winter and positively extatic about multiplying and starting the next generation of slimy little hoppers.
|You're no use, I need the other kind|
This year, I was extra happy as it provided a few hours of entertainment to Marie, temporarily distracting her from the tiresome business of testing her mother.
|"LALALA! I can hear you, you know!"|
I just thought I'd share the joy with you all. You've got to love a frog in Spring.