That’s the old French way of saying, “Plague!” Kind of an idiomatic swear word. Fitting, though, if you’re at all Biblically minded.
Speaking of which.
We have frogs. Remember when G-d is striking the land of Egypt with plagues to convince Pharaoh to let His people go? So one of them is the plague of frogs. The Bible says that the frogs came up and went into the houses and into the bedrooms and onto the beds and on the people. That sounds horrific.
Not that frogs are particularly scary creatures, but anything in excess…
A while ago, I took a picture of a little tree frog who had plastered himself onto the outside of our window. It was kind of cute.
Shortly thereafter, we discovered a stiff, cold, dead frog in our dining room. It was surprising, to say the least.
A few days later, another one, in almost exactly the same spot. Cold and dead.
And then, this morning, I moved one of the items on our buffet, and out hopped a very live frog. He scampered away behind the buffet, and I’m not quite sure where he is right now. We will probably discover his dead body soon.
So what’s up with this? I’m not really drawing any parallels between our situation and that of the Egyptians (these frogs haven’t made it upstairs into the bedroom…yet), but I think we can all see the similarities. Of course, as far as I know, my husband and I don’t think much of frogs, whereas the ancient Egyptians worshipped them. So I don’t see why we should be infested with them.
Also, how does one get rid of frogs? We can’t figure out how in the world they’re getting in!