I found a frog in my room on a morning a few weeks ago. All night I had been hearing something, but I didn't know what.
The previous day I had been hosing my garden, which is something I don't do often but we had had a very dry spell. The outside door I had left open for a spell, because the hose pipe went through it. Then it finally started to rain, and I also liked the door open to enjoy the rain.
I guess I wasn't the only one liking the rain; there was a loud frog concert that evening, and some creatures will have jumped places where they didn't jump before.
So I found this one in a flower pot, next to a baby squash I was growing. I carried it back to the waterside - still seemed to me a better place for it.
The frogs in the previous pictures took me slightly less time to find!