I moved to Seattle, Washington in June of 1999. Yes, it’s hard to believe it has been nearly twelve years now; it’s the longest I have ever lived in one city in my whole life. I love it here. I have my Mariners, a moderate climate and no state income tax! Plus I’m only a short two-hour flight away from KROQ when I need to travel for work.
We live on an island in Puget Sound that is so small there’s not even a stoplight on it. Most of the year it is peaceful and quiet.
We’ve got a few acres up here and can’t even see another house from ours. So why is my life a living hell?
The Pacific Tree Frog. They arrive by the hundreds every March and stay for the whole spring and the first few weeks of summer. All night and most of the day they make frog noises. LOUD FROG NOISES. Is it a mating call? Or do they have instructions to keep at it until they drive me insane by making sure I can’t get a good night’s sleep, can’t hear the TV, can’t think?
P.S. If anyone has any advice as to how to get rid of these Hell spawns (humanely) please advise in the comments section.