Letting Go

A grasshopper hunt and $1.92 in crickets later, we decided to let our frogs go search for their own food. It was disappointing that Croaky and Jerry didn't swipe up our offerings with lightening-speed tongues the way we had imagined. In fact, we never saw them eat anything. Ethan was pretty hesitant about making actual physical contact with the amphibians. McKenzie played with them, gave them one last kiss, and sent them on their way. I've decided this is the best way to have a pet: catch it from the wild, pet it, look at it, talk to it....and when the novelty wears of - set it free. No long-term commitment. I think next time we'll put on safari hats and chase down some lions.