Mood:
d'ohTopic: Out in the Field
Life is never boring around here. I have been very busy with yardwork and building a screech owl nest box for my MoM for Mother's Day and a squirrel nest box for my Mother-in-law, anyway, I realized Saturday night that I had seveal program coming up next week and I didn't have a toad for them. So I get out the flashlight and my wife and I heard out to the cement pond. (an abandoned fertilizer plant with a concrete pad that fills with water and is used by local toads and treefrogs) Just after we get there, my Dad pulls up and tells us my Mother-in-law called and cut her finger and is in the ER. He takes my wife and I watch the half dozen toads calling for a few minutes and then catch one and head home. I ave a tank set up on our porch for a green frog and a couple of juvenile bullfrogs, and since it was last minute and I didn't have a toad tank set up yet, I put the toad in with the pond frogs. Sunday, as everyone is arriving for dinner for Mother's Day, my wife finds the amourous American Toad amplexed with the male Green Frog. For most of the day he held on for all he was worth, but by evening one or the other had had enough and they were apart. Too bad the camera went for a swim and is no longer working.
Posted by wendellsfrogblog
at 6:47 AM EDT
