I sorta felt sorry for Sandy (that is, Nancy’s friend Sandy, not World’s Greatest Boss Sandy) when I read about her husband finding a frog in their swimming pool. I would find that experience pretty gross, second only to finding a dead chipmunk in the swimming pool, which happened to a different friend. But today I changed my mind - Sandy’s got it good, because there are far worse places to find frogs. Just ask the lady who flew Qantas Airlines from Melbourne to Wellington and found, perched atop a cucumber, a whistling tree frog in her salad. According to the article, authorities killed the frog once the plane landed, which I don’t think is at all fair. It might not even be his fault. He was probably hanging around the lily pad, surfing the froggy version of the internet, stumbled across an ad for Amphibian PriceLine and figured he’d found a great deal on air fare. So he had to sit in a salad - so what? Personally, I’d rather sit in salad than in coach, and this froggy probably didn’t feel any differently. Most of the time, I’m pro-capital-punishment and in favor of the death penalty, but I simply don’t feel it was warranted in this case. Salad trespass is hardly grounds for the death penalty. Now, if he’d killed the cherry tomato first, or weed onto the spinach, maybe he deserved to die, but if he did those things the article doesn’t say.