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Maybe you could try a leg... frog legs are tolerable.
I am off to clean up MORF's kitchen and DH has volunteered to go with me. MORF is in the hospital for a couple of weeks and I am the youngest of his crew of friends (or the stupidest.) I would rather get rid of the "will get stinky" food stuff now much more than later.
Coffee up, Cafe!
 
Those are big ...toads more than frog? The French was in that region for many years so I would expect frogs, but those do not look like frog. There is a cane toad in my backyard as big as these.

The new year over there is different from how we celebrate new year. New year celebration over there last a week, over here is just 1 day of the new year and next day all back to business normal again.

Must be lots of yummy food....not those big toads for me🤣
 
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Bullfrogs.
Now I know what to do with the bullfrogs in my pond!
I don't know which was more gross, seeing them in the first place or seeing 3 less when I walked by later on.
 
This trip has been a very mixed bag. I've seen very beautiful things and I have seen very disturbing things.

Last night N and I found this old man playing a Lao instrument. N started talking to him and found out he is 79 years old, practically blind and can't walk well. He was living with his brother who recently died. He was never married. His nephew took him in but takes him to night market every day to try to get money. He told us he hadn't eaten anything yet so we bought him a grilled whole fish, sticky rice, 1Kg white rice, a fresh fruit assortment and a bottle of water.

N had bought some scarves and gave him one. Then we went back to the hotel so N could package up some ibuprofen she'd brought from home with instructions on how to use it because his foot was hurting him. It had a wide dried crack in the sole. Then we found a store that sold a salve that we got for his foot.

We felt better after helping him.

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I have struggled with watching all of these stray animals around here trying to survive. My chicken was overcooked last night so I only ate half of it and then decided to share the rest with a street dog. He was very grateful so he kept hanging around me which was pissing off the other people at the table! So N bought two more grilled chickens and I proceeded to feed him those as well. I don't care what they think.

This morning when we were at the market having breakfast a stray cat approached. N had a piece of pork from her soup she did not want. So I gave it to the cat. The cat then started to rub its face along the legs of the table and the legs of our chairs and N freaked out. She is not an animal person! She is afraid of them. I had to explain to her that the cat was being very friendly as were the dogs because they had learned that that was the only way anyone was going to help them by feeding them.
 

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