One morning as I crouched in my hiding place observing the intelilgent boy frog - desperate for a means of introduction - I heard a commotion from further down the pond.  Frogs, fish and sundry other aquatic pond dwellers were rushing pell mell towards me.  Shifting my position I tried desperately to see what had caused such widespread panic.  As I watched I felt the ground begin to shake beneath me.  Huge tidal waves of water thundered across the surface of my beautiful habitat.  But what was causing this destructive force? 

 

Soon, all  became clear.  Behind the tidal wave were two giant beings splashing around in our home.  They were carrying giant nets on the end of sticks.  I didn't realise it at the time, but this was to be my first encounter with human beings.  As I cowered in the safety of my hiding place I watched as they dipped these nets into the pond, dragging them out again and deposited their contents into huge glass receptacles.  I was terrified.  I glanced over to the rock only to see that my beautifuul boy-frog had been knocked from his seat and had fallen into the water.  His book had been flung towards the giants as he fell.  Frozen with fear I watched as he struggled against the tide to retrieve his property which had become entangled in some pond weed.  As I watched the net came down.......................and he was captured.

 

It may seem to be a cliche, but in that moment my world went into slow motion.  I watched in horror as the net scooped him up and moved towards the dreaded glass jar.  Without thinking I utilised the strength of my hind legs.  I sprang into action.  I don't believe that I had ever before, or indeed have ever since, achieved a jump of such power or distance.  I collided with the face of the giant as he bent to empty the net into his jar.  As I rebounded from the pinkish expanse an excruciatingly loud and high pitched noise emanated from its gaping maw.  The beast dropped the net and stumbled backwards, landing with an almighty thud on the bank at the side of the pond.  Quickly I swam to the edge of the net and grabbing the foreleg of the boy-frog I enticed him out of his prison.  Quickly we sprang into hiding in the undergrowth.

 

Our meeting had been accomplished.  From that point on we were to be inseperable...........