Read up on “The Frog War” Willimantic CT. The city even has a frog bridge to commemorate the “battle”
I read your post and imagined little frog reenactors all camped around a pond.
"So what’s with all the frogs? The answer rests in the town’s early days. One summer, in the 1750s, the town had been suffering a heat wave of several days’ duration, when late one night they were woken up by terrifying noises in the woods, unlike anything anyone had ever heard. Some thought it was attacking wolves or bears, and others feared it was an invading army. Still others were terror stricken that it was trumpets heralding the end of the world. The terrified town posted a guard overnight, and come morning — when the noises finally ceased — they sent a search party to investigate. About 100 yards into the woods, they reached a local pond, and discovered it was nearly dried up. Lining the pond’s dry bed were the carcasses of dozens and dozens of bullfrogs. The frogs, they sheepishly realized, had been the source of the noises which had terrified everyone the night before."