Taylor has been catching frogs and turtles lately in a nearby creek. He brought a frog home the other night, made a 'home' for it in a fish tank, and put it on the kitchen counter. He wanted it under the cabinet light so it would stay warm. My concern was that it would get out of the tank. He assured me that it wouldn't.
The following morning, the girls and I peeked into the tank and could see no sign of Mr. Frog. Hmmm.... I questioned Taylor about it and he insisted it had just burrowed into the mud at the bottom. I had my doubts, but he was quite insulted that I would ask.
Several hours later, he sheepishly admitted that he had found the frog hopping around in our family room. I don't even want to think about where it went after it hopped out of the tank that was sitting on the KITCHEN COUNTER! GROSS!
The next day, he came home with a turtle - a large one. Why I allowed him to keep it in his room overnight, still remains a mystery in my mind. What was I thinking? A saner mother across the street had forbidden her son from bringing it into their house. Jeff came home from a business trip and said, "Don't those things carry diseases?"
The turtle was safely returned to its natural habitat shortly thereafter. I did take a few shots of it before Taylor let it go.
