"Bertie, come in for tea!" came Nanny's voice.
"Oh bother. Come along, Reginald. We'd best go inside." I said. The Reginald I was addressing was a small frog I'd found while fishing around the edges of the pond. He was dark green with lighter green legs.
I had in the past caught other creatures of amphibious origin but had never taken a liking to them as I had Reginald. There was something about his eyes and the way his head stuck out at the back that was very pleasing.
Now it was only the matter of sneaking him past Nanny.