Frog

 A few weeks ago Eli and a few of his cousins caught a frog.  We were at my grandparents house having a pot luck dinner in the back yard.  Here they came with a bucket, so proud of their find.  They all took turns holding the frog.  Eli tried to scare me with the frog but it didn't work- frogs just happen to have a little place in my heart (I owned one for a few days as a child, it was the size of a quarter.  Cutest thing EVER!  I knew my mom would never let me keep it so I put it in a tupperware bowl ... in the corner of the garage, thinking there were lots of flies in there for it to catch- for some reason my frog didn't make it for very long in that "habitat"- but that is a whole other story...) I figured the boys would let him go when it was time to leave but Eli put on his best puppy dog face with tears and all - I could not say "no" even though we DO NOT do pets!  I reluctantly told him that we could keep it for ONE day- that was it! and I meant it! 

Next thing I know Glen had brought up an aquarium from the basement, cleaned it out and the frog was in heaven
... so much for ONE day.

At first I didn't mind the frog.  We put him in the front room where he was out of the way.  Then after a few days (seriously that is all it took) the boys started to lose interest in frog.  Didn't feed him some mornings, didn't change the water in his swimming hole etc... Well this started to bother me... I began thinking about frog and worrying that I would be the one to find him dead and I had already killed one too many frogs in my lifetime- I couldn't bear the thoughts of finding another dead frog on my watch.  Glen seemed to get a kick out of my worrying, The boys could care less... finally I couldn't take it anymore... the frog was no longer swimming, he seemed sad and looked a little more green than usual... One night I begged Glen to let frog go, be free and find his family.  he started to give me a hard time saying frog was fine but finally my ranting got through to him!!  He got a cup with a lid and scooped up our cute little frog.  He asked me if I wanted to give frog a kiss goodbye. (I didn't) Then, in his pajamas and bare feet Glen drove frog up to the canal and let him go... watched him swim away.  Just like I asked him to.( I love him!)

I liked that frog... maybe a little too much- See why we DO NOT do pets- I can't handle the thought of losing them, finding them dead or sick...
Oh, and besides I am scared of cats, dogs stink, hamsters escape, fish die...
all of this is why WE DO NOT DO PETS!!

Farewell Frog