A fine mess…

While I was contemplating my day ahead, sitting as I was beside the pond, I recalled something that Bob told me about with regard to some of you humans. Apparently, some of you do care about your environment and the creatures that live in it. Thanks, good for you. He also says that life among humans can be a bit stressful at times, although he reckons that after what I told him about my way of life, he’ll never quite look the same way about his own from now on. Most of you probably think that I, being a humble frog, have a life that’s easy… but it isn’t! I face real danger from the moment I open my eyes, right up until I go to sleep again. Croak!!!

There was I lazing in the shade of a large tree just the other day, when I saw one of my progeny hopping around Bob’s fruit garden. Of course, he isn’t aware of the dangers like I am, but he’ll learn eventually, if he’s lucky that is. Anyway, instead of hopping into safety when danger threatened, he merely hopped onto a rock that was out in the open. Now, if there had been one of those long leggedy beasties, you know, the heron, well, he would have ended up inside the bird’s stomach. Fortunately, nothing untoward happened, so he’ll survive to see yet another day. Ribbit!!!

Anyway, as I was saying, life for us creatures is fraught with many countless and usually unseen dangers. If you humans could shrink yourselves down to my size and view my world as I do, then you would begin to understand what I’m going on about. Life is always a battle of wits, a fight against the odds, one where there is always another creature laying in wait to terminate one’s life. Take those furbags you lot call cats. You think they are cute and cuddly, but believe me, they are not. I’ve seen them pounce on unsuspecting birds, maim them, then play with the little things until they screech for mercy. Do the furbags show mercy? No, the hell they do. When they finish playing with their prey, they give it to you as a gift by placing it at your doorstep. The same goes for frogs, toads, mice and just about anything else they find that’s so easy to kill. No, a frog’s life is far more stressful than you may think it is. Croak!!!

In spite of what I said last week, Bob reckons that the British landscape is being ruined by those who casually throw their rubbish away, rarely in the dustbin where it belongs, but on your streets, in country lanes, public parks, in other people’s gardens and in the beautiful countryside in general. He says that today’s society has given up caring for its surroundings. If this is so, then you don’t deserve to live in it. Croak!!! I bet that this is probably why there are so many more of those filthy rats on your streets and in your parks than ever before. Even I can’t fight against such fearsome critters, even if you think you’re hard enough and you can. I’ve seen your not so innocent progeny when they think you’re not watching them. They discard their litter without a single care or thought about having done it. These are the adults of the future, so how will they behave when they eventually grow up? I think that just like a lot of you right now, they still won’t give a damn and there’ll be rubbish everywhere, along with a plague of rats and diseases that’ll go with it. Croak!!!

It’s time I was off to get some dinner. Now, if I make it safely around the garden pond, I’ll hope to be back with you again real soon, bye….

Froggy

Mountains of rubbish

While Bob was working in the garden a few days ago, he talked about the subject of weather forecasting, which to me sounds a bit like being able to order the weather that suits you the best. Apparently, it’s nothing of the kind. How sad is that? Wouldn’t it be so much nicer to have weather on demand? You could have it rain at night, which suits me because it would bring out the slugs by the millions, yummy! Then during the day, we could have lots of lovely sunshine to laze around in. Ribbit!!!

Sadly, this weather forecasting isn’t quite what it purports to be, and why not, I hear you ask? Well, according to Bob, your BBC weather forecasters should go back to using long bits of seaweed and a few pine cones. During the past month or so, the BBC hasn’t been able to get a single forecast correct. They forecast rain, we get sunshine. They forecast sunshine and we get rain. They forecast several days in advance, then on the very next day, this forecast has changed completely. Now, I don’t know about you, but they did a much better job of forecasting when they didn’t have all this fancy radar equipment they use today. Croak!!!

Have you noticed the mountains of rubbish that seems to be laying everywhere today? Of course, Bob says that if the supermarkets didn’t keep on wrapping their goods in so much plastic and polythene, then our streets and countryside wouldn’t look quite so filthy. Bob reckons that if the government was as keen on clamping down on these supermarkets and their wrappings, as they are about the amount you lot throw away, then society would benefit enormously by it. Ribbit!!!

According to one of your newspapers recently, the spot penalty for overfilling your rubbish bins, could reach up to £110. However, the spot penalty for chucking it directly on the ground, won’t go over £75. The government’s advice seems to be, chuck it on the ground, you’ll save yourselves £35. Croak!!!

Another piece of news from Bob, he says that if the motorists among you don’t reduce the amount you use your vehicles, the government will simply raise the price of fuel in order to counteract this problem. That’s good of them, isn’t it? Croak!!!

Well, I see that the Chinese are determined to carry on with hosting the Olympic Games, and all regardless on their record of human rights. What I cannot understand is this, why are sportsmen and women from the more civilized countries still taking part? Can it be that they don’t really give a rat’s backside about all those people who lost their homes, just so that the Chinese government could host these games in their capital city for two weeks? To me, it’s beginning to look like you humans are more greedy and uncaring that I had at first imagined. Have you no shame at all? Oh, of course, I forgot, you lot are doing the same thing in London in 2012. Croak!!!

Well, that’s enough of me for another week. I’m off to see what’s in the garden this evening. I’ll see you all again real soon...


Froggy