Sloan brought home “pets” yesterday. Tadpoles. Fifty of them…at minimum!
He fished them out of the neighbor’s algae-ridden pool. Naturally.
More than half of them did not survive the night. Much to my relief. The rest are, today, munching on lettuce and I’m headed out in a bit to buy distilled water so they can have a clean, healthy environment per Google’s recommendation.
“Have you named them?” Lee asked.
“Yeah. One of them is George,” Sloan replied.
“Um…that one. No. That one. Wait! Um…that one. I don’t know, really…”
“Soon we’ll have a whole family of frogs! We can build them a pond in the back yard! Aaawwwesoooome.”
Has anyone ever tried frog legs? I hear they’re delicious…