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When my sister and I were little we used to catch toads and make little habitats for them out of cardboard boxes. We eventually got really fancy with it and would cut circular shapes out of the sides and insert the mouths of jars into them to make sun rooms. We'd also put pools in them for swimming and drinking, and mounds of dirt since toads like to burrow. The only bad thing was that toads aren't too bright. They like hot, sunny places (much like snakes do), and they'd go into the sun room and then cook themselves to death.
Oh, we also had a graveyard for the ones that fried themselves, and also for ones we found squashed on the road. Even my kids know where our frog graveyard was located. Most amazing jew boots |
I forgot to mention that in March/April we get these TINY TINY little frogs we call "spring peepers." (Maybe it's the same kind you see near your house, Philia.) You can hear them singing if you step outside, and they're so cute! They're about the size of your pinky fingernail. Some are half that size. We used to catch like 100 of them and have little frog races with them and then set them free beside the pond we used to have in our woods.
How ya doing, buddy? |