The tadpole/frog that I featured not long ago on the blog met its demise…I think. In a matter of hours, its tail was gone. The next morning, I got the kids all ready to take down to the canal to free to the great yonder…but, we couldn’t find it. I guess it jumped out of the bowl. Who knows where it ended it up…or where I may find it eventually. So, when I noticed today that another tadpole was just about tail-less, we wasted no time. Off to St. Peter’s Village we went to the boulders to free it. The kids enjoyed jumping from boulder to boulder and looking for other creatures.
Philly Area mom, Life forever changed by adoption
I’m a lover of any kind of amphibian, and am all for letting the kids watch the metamorphosis, but the thought of that little post-pollywog jumping out of the bowl and dehydrating somewhere in the kitchen just kind of icks me out. I hope you find him in a good way, and not by gross accident. Good thinkin’ getting the other one out of there lickety split!
Evan (and Raudenbush family).
WOW!! You did a great job taking care of the tadpoles. I am sure it was fun seeing their legs grow. The place you let him go in is beautiful. I bet he loves his new home.