Off to the rescue again...

What rescue, you might ask. Well, let's just say that all of these tools came in handy and were a necessity to assure that I could keep a good distance away from...

THESE!!!!
And trust me, they were a lot bigger in person than they look in the picture! The kids came running upstairs very excited about something. I managed to make out "frogs" and didn't really want to hear the rest of the story. Once I got them calmed down enough to get them to speak English, I got the whole story. We had frogs in our window well. Boy was I thrilled! They begged me to let them live in there because "it is just like a fish tank". Um, nope. Now, I just had to figure out how to get them out without me having to jump on in. Because me getting in with them was NEVER an option.

I called my mom who offered a few ideas, laughed with me at my predicament and told me to let her know how it turned out. I tried Jenn to see if I could con Dave into rescuing them, but they didn't answer. I figured I had two choices, either I feed the frogs and keep them alive for the next 2 months until Jason gets home or I had to get them out myself. So, I decided I had to get creative. I lowered the bucked with baby yarn and used the broom to force them into the bucket. It wasn't very deep so there were several valiant and successful attempts on the frogs' part to escape. Once I managed to stifle the squeals and screams from my "supporting crowd", I got both frogs in the big bucket and ran like the dickens to get them across the street. The big one escaped before I got very far with it so I just chased it into the neighbors yard. :0)