Apologies go out to the frog which got caught in the well and almost ended its days there. I was unable to catch it in a bucket and it was not able to defy the mathematics of jump up and fall back which seems to preoccupy most of the websites which come up when you ask how to rescue a frog from a well. Try it: lots of frogs in the well.
Well, the Cape Breton downpour filled the crocks and I was finally able to lean down with Michael's fishing net and scoop up the exhausted frog which immediately slipped through the mesh. Did this three times and this is not a fish story. Finally, I decided to catch the frog and flick it up in the air out of the crocks which I did and the flying frog just disappeared into the clay and brush. Didn't even thank me.
Sorry, frog. Very indecorous. We both looked ridiculous.
On the other hand, the 3-foot crock for catching rainwater is in place and I did manage to fix the faulty wiring in two light switches, sand the beams of the bedroom door, prepare the last wall for putting up boards and install a toilet with its wax ring and fix a basin to the wall. Not bad. Getting quite good at this.
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Glad to hear the frog was rescued, I was losing sleep thinking about her. I wonder howm many eggs she layed?
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