20/10/2025
Living in the bush, the horrors continue!!
So I moved to a bigger rondavel and am sleeping much better under the percieved safety of my hanging mosquito net. But now I have a new challenge!! A illegal tenant who for some bizarre reason has taken up residence in my bathroom. I have heard it a number of times. Armed with Sam (my life saving broom) and a empty box I would bravely go searching for it but never found it. 2 Nights ago the mystery was horrifically solved. Casually chilling on my toilet seat was the frog. And not a cute little green tree frog, πΈ it was a huge (ok around 6 cms) toad π±π± a Guttural Toad. It just sat there, not blinking, just looking at me πΈποΈ If it talked rather than croaked it would probably have said "Hey Dude, What's up?" Of course I freaked out !! This is not a remake of the Frog Prince!! I jumped around hysterically while it stared at me looking slightly confused.
It then did a slow and elegant swan dive into my loo. I rushed forward and slammed the lid down and then I flushed, over and over and over again. Holding my breath I slowly and carefully opened the lid, it was gone. For good measure and to help it on its travels I also poured the contents of a 5 litre water bottle down. I imagined it happily tubing down the pipes to its happy place where ever those pipes go. Phew! Invasion over. Truth be told I was a little worried about it and felt a little cruel. But I acted in self defense π±
But no, last night I merrily headed in to do my nightly ablutions, humming happily, lifted the lid and thank heavens didn't just take my seat on my throne π½ There it was again. πΈ Looking at me a little angrily. I think I may have screamed. It ever so casually slid back down into the bowl and then horrors of horrors disappeared into that small gap under the rim where the water comes out. Realization hit me like a cold wet frog slap in the face. It's been living in my loo all this time. OMG . AI amd Google said I should try gentle splashes of water or offering it a tasty treat to coax it out. I went with talking nicely and then banging on the basin but that didn't work. So now, forever more, I have to quickly go about my business, in fear, unable to truly relax. Wondering if the plip plop was me or the toad preparing to launch its attack on my very exposed private delicate parts. Any advice would be most welcome. And no, I can't move or π£blow up the toilet. Please help ππ»