I hate frogs. I remember once we were sorting the garden and this frog appeared don't know where from cause we live in a terrace house with back yards really rather than gardens and no-one has a pond near us so mystified where it came from. I ran up the path to the french doors and it followed me i just managed to get in and shut the door, the cheeky frog then sat on the door step staring at me through the glass.
Carol xx