Yep, that's right toilet frogs!
Was around at Mum's last week, went to use her 2nd loo, lifted the lid and got a huge fright, big splash in the bowl and a pair of disappearing feet. The bowl was also in a bit of a mess, (Mum would normally never go in here), cleaned the bowl up and told Mum.
No sign of frog for about a week, then Mum goes in to check the other day, and there it is sitting on top of the lid!
Mum, quickly closes the door and wedges a cushion in the gap at the bottom.
I go around the next day, thinking to find a dead frog, (they can't breath if they dry out too much).
No sign of it, look behind loo, not many places to hide in loo, so mystified I raise the lid, and there it is in the bowl!!!!!
Before I can react and grab it, there's the disappearing feet thing again.
Mum has put white king down both toilet bowls and weights on the lids. So far I haven't heard of any more appearances.
Do you think her solution will work?
Anybody else come across frogs that can open toilet lids, getting out and then letting themselves back in?
I'm wondering if we have some sort of evolutionary sewer system frog here. I didn't get a real good look, pretty big, about the size of the averages ladies palm. Could it be a cane toad?
Possibly explains how that French girl escaped from my place....
Serious note: if it is a cane toad in your neck of the woods Decrep - lots of Govt types will wanna know about it. Gawd it was like Watergate level of interest when they crossed the border, and likewise when found in Kununurra.
Hope it ain't...
Hey Mike it's common here in Qld to get green tree frogs in the dunny, they're happy as so just leave it, no one has ever been attacked by a dunny frog
Boat Harbour caravan park near Denmark is full of them, the crappers, the camp kitchen, laundry, everywhere. Personally I love them, their only downside is they attract Tigers.
On a minesite in wa there was one frog in my dunny and I let him be.one morning whilst dislodging a large poo I felt something jump onto my scrotum. I jumped forward in absolute terror and smashed my head on the door handle if the toilet. The frog dropped to the ground and scurried down the shower drain whilst I was swearing and cursing him. I felt angry and violated from the surprise attack and not being one to let things go devised a strategy to get my revenge. I could hear him croaking at night from then on and took it his croaking to be a sign of defiance and mockery. After several nights of this the room cleaner and I crossed paths.....hey mate there's a bad smell coming from the shower drain,can ya give it a good dose with draino.....now after my assumed victory I returned to my donga.( feeling quite smug) there was no croaking however when I opened the funny for a piss I than seen two frogs.it was then I realised I could not win. I than reasoned with the frogs and told them my scrotum and tadpoles were sacred,and not to be jumped at and clung onto whilst I am bombing there water wonderland that we call the toilet. From the look they gave me u was concerned there may be some communication issues. So before I sat down I flushed the funny,both frogs got taken down the vortex. I felt quite smug once more until I sat down and blicked out all light except for the bit where the old fella hangs down and the gap to the seat....within seconds of sitting down something jumped at me causing another terrified episode of smashing me head on the dunny door.....I had lost and conceded defeat.