I was trimming some heather in the garden yesterday when this little chap popped up and surprised me!

How he managed to avoid the garden fork I was thrusting into the heather to check if the wasp's nest that I had treated recently was now dead, I will never know. Neither will I know how he managed to avoid the shears that I was using to trim the heather. He is one lucky froggy, but he did keep me company for a while before popping back under the heather for a sleep. So long as he eats the slugs that he finds, I'll be happy!

How he managed to avoid the garden fork I was thrusting into the heather to check if the wasp's nest that I had treated recently was now dead, I will never know. Neither will I know how he managed to avoid the shears that I was using to trim the heather. He is one lucky froggy, but he did keep me company for a while before popping back under the heather for a sleep. So long as he eats the slugs that he finds, I'll be happy!