Getting Rid Of The Children's Pets, One Lonely Creature At A Time (The Video)
Theo, age 8, spent the summer collecting frogs and tadpoles from a nearby creek. With the help of his friend Ethan, who is 9 and can answer any and all questions on amphibians, Theo learned to distinguish leopard frogs from tree frogs, and studied their development daily on our back deck. Theo was so enamored with the whole operation that he wanted to purchase some more exotic strains. We visited a Pets Mart and hovered near a tank until a saleswoman came by. The right saleswoman, I should say; with disheveled hair and wire-frame glasses favoring one ear, this woman was all about the frogs. She hunched forward as if to let out a call that might travel the road back to our creek. My main concern was the amount of upkeep these $30 pets would require. "What do these frogs need, because our frogs from the creek...," I started to say, and immediately realized I had violated a sacred rule: removing the animal from its natural habitat. I tried to play it off. So did she--at first.
I find this oddly soothing.
ReplyDeleteThat's why I've been trying to convince Theo to let me put the flower above the kitchen sink--I'm sort of addicted.
ReplyDeleteOh, hi! I finally got the whole Google+ linked to Blogger thing happening, so I can possibly be less of lurker here. It was a pain to post or comment before. Maybe easier now. Who knows. We'll see. Anyway, just wanted to let you know I'm still out here--cute video!--and even occasionally reading.
ReplyDeleteOh, good! I noticed they streamlined the commenting--even for me. And just so you know, your blog doesn't help its readers either--I've tried multiple times to get email notifications of your (and other WordPress users') posts, and it just won't. Glad you figured out Google+, which is a mystery to me. And glad to see you on facebook, too.
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