On Saturday night I kept hearing a strange squeaking noise and when I went outside to investigate I found Milly playing with a frog. At first we thought it looked like some one's escaped pet tree frog, but after "googling it", identified it as a native motorbike frog. Poor little froggy was feeling a bit dried out, so we put him in an eski with some water, and in the morning he looked like a different frog! On Sunday we drove to Tomato Lake in Belmont and released him there. Hopefully he goes on to live a long and happy life!
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