Many times over the winter I heard “I don’t like the cold” and “when’s it going to warm up?” I was happy with the cold weather. I prefer the cold weather. Spring and Summer - not my favorite. Here is another reason why.
I suffer from frog phobia – well it’s more of a frog and toad phobia. It’s actually called Ranidaphobia. Go ahead you can laugh now – but they totally freak me out! I'll take a spider or garden snake any day. Worse yet we have at least two that live in our yard.
I blame my siblings for my phobia. I can recall my sister chasing me with the toad that lived in mom’s flower bed. My brother also got in on the act once and a while. I was terrified of getting peed on or worse. To them it was probably great fun to torment me.
I never outgrew this fear and I doubt that I ever will. I knew with warmer weather the little suckers would come out of hibernation. This morning this was in our back yard, I swear it doubled in size over the winter.
I knew it was there so I was able to control myself outwardly; inside I couldn’t wait to get back in the house and get away from that slimy green monster. The family thinks I am over reacting and very funny. My husband has offered several times to take me frog hunting, you know, middle of the night with a light along a pond or stream and then fry up some frog legs the next day. Um, no thanks. I shudder at the thought.