Happily, I was planning to grill some pork tenderloins after work. We bought a gas grill this weekend after being without one for a couple of years. I brought home the propane tank, hooked it up, got the supplies and meat ready, and, luckily, lifted the lid before trying out the electric start button.
Frog legs, anyone?
He was safely helped out and chose to hang out on the deck railing beside the grill.
What was that, you ask?
How are the baby goats?! Have you named them?
Yes, I can lose all track of time just watching them play and sleep.
It doesn’t bother them one bit, either.
May your grill be free of frogs. May smiles find you easily…as May jumps into June.
Dianne loves the baby goats
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They are FUNNY!
Adorable pics of the little ones! I would just sit and watch them, too, if given the opportunity! Your grill story reminded me of something that happened to me years ago. We hadn’t used our grill in a long time, and I clicked the start button without opening the lid. Spiders had built one of those thick white webs, blocking the connection and fire came back toward my hand. I wasn’t hurt, but from then on, I used a hoe to click the start button!
Oh my goodness! That had to be quite scary – good thinking on the hoe.
A FROG! Who would have ever thought…………….
Funny little visitor!
This post made me smile. What about that frog! I would have no doubt shrieked 😃
I probably would have shrieked if it would have jumped; but he/she was the calmest little frog.
No telling what kind of foreign frog you’ve got living in your neck of the woods now. Better make sure there’s not another one of the opposite sex. Baby goats ARE adorable but then they become goats.
You speak the truth! 😉
Sweet baby goats! Glad you didn’t cook the frog!
love the post. Adorable baby goats. Thank you for looking in the grill before you fired it up!