the frog is probably long deceased.......

Next time use a pot and a pot lid and take the poor frog outside. Then you'll know it's gone for good.

OH NO! POOR FROGGY!

I'm only five or so hours away. You should have called me and told me there was a frog that needed rescuing.

BLEACH! AMANDA! poor froggy. He is no doubt dead as he would have absorbed that bleach through his skin.

This may well be the end of our friendship. :-( Poor froggy.

(said by the same woman who has used lighter fluid and a match to kill a spider)

The bleach was his idea, not mine! I wanted him to catch it and take it to the easement across the street from my house. I hate the things, but I'm not cruel...in fact, a few people told me yesterday to use salt, and I knew I could do that, but that seemed simply evil to me. I didn't want to kill it! =(

I know what you mean about being freaked out. Just because I don't understand being afraid of frogs does not mean I cannot relate it back to the horrid eight-legged creatures.

As a fellow frog-hater, this post gave me the willies.

Urgh...I can't even imagine sitting on the toilet and finding that. My butt cheeks clench at the thought.

Just imagining this made me crack up so hard I started to cry....hilarious.

Omigod I have laughed this hard for weeks! My kids gave me pollywogs for my birthday one year and I swear I remember the frogs living for years. Fred and Izzie were their names. I never knew where I was going to find them!