Perspective

brenda

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Look at the smile on this froggo's little face.

He's on the last leaf at the furthest end of the vine, far above all the other eleven frogs in the lower part of their house. He's the first one of the twelve frogs to get there. It's precarious, as the vine wiggles every time I open the house to give food or water. Too much movement, and he'll fall all the way to the bottom. For a tiny frog, it would be quite a drop.

Is he worried? Doesn't look like it. The frog is so pleased to have reached this coveted destination, and is the first one to do so in their new house. It's his Mt. Everest.

This is bliss. He haz it.

jodi

You are raising frogs?

Jolly

Only for meat.

brenda

@jodi said in Perspective:

You are raising frogs?

These are pets. A couple summers ago, we had a wonderful experience with little gray treefrogs visiting our front porch each evening to sit by our bug-collecting appliance. Somehow they had figured out it was a bug buffet for them, and they were enjoying sitting near it on the porch floor, grabbing little moths before the bug went into the machine.

One in particular was very social with us. He would climb up a bird feeder pole to get from the ground to the level of the porch floor, jump to the edge of the porch, and sit by my chair. After I greeted him, he would hop further into the porch, sometimes pausing for a better view by sitting on hubby's foot, then make his way over to the buffet. After filling his tummy, which was quite fun to watch, he would retire to a metal plant stand for a snooze. We named him Jürgen Frogcaller, aka .Jürgi.

Soon we had a couple females join the evening soirees, and they got named Jade and Emmie ( short for Emerald), and another younger male we named Thor!, with the exclamation mark as actually part of him name. It was pronounced with that in mind, always Thor!, never just Thor.

They entertained us every evening, and Jürgi became rather tame, enough that he let me hold him and take pictures of him. He decided the wisteria trellis behind my porch chair was his new daytime sleeping perch. During the day, he would wake occasionally, trill a bit, and respond when I said his name. His trilling was excellent, just like a song. He taught me how wonderful little tree frogs are that summer.

The next spring, we wondered whether they would return. They did a couple times before they got the annual urge to go to the retention pond by the church across the street, their lovers' lane. I don't know what happened to them after that. I thought I heard one under the porch once, but that was it.

I got some tadpoles from the retention pond to raise for in our yard, and now we also have pet frogs that are domesticated. They travel with us for long car trips, and they've been all the way to Oregon. They're getting old enough for the males to begin trilling. Maybe this spring will be their first mating season? They have a little pond in their house that they use for soaking every day. It could serve as a little lovers' lane. If so, I may become a grandma.

I'll see if I can get the links from the threads about the original group of frogs. It has pictures of Jürgi and his group. I have more current threads and pics of our pet frogs, too. They're rather photogenic.

brenda

@jolly said in Perspective:

Only for meat.

You're just asking for a spanking again.

George K · "Now look here, you Baltic gas passer... " - Mik, 6/14/08

You took them to Oregon???

Jolly

@brenda said in Perspective:

@jolly said in Perspective:

Only for meat.

You're just asking for a spanking again.

Beat me, bite me, burn me. Just don't pay me with a bad check.

brenda

@george-k said in Perspective:

You took them to Oregon???

Ayup. They're good little travellers. They had a small travel house that fit on the seat behind me. When we got to our kiddo's place, I set up their regular froggo house for them. They lived in there on the apartment balcony. These are tree frogs, so they loved being up so high.

They went into the hotels with us, while we were travelling, of course. The first night, it was our wedding anniversary, and hubby had reserved a very nice room at a downtown historic hotel in Rapid City, South Dakota. The staff was very amused by the frogs. The bellman would note anyone else who cast a curious glance, and he would announce in his rather authoritative tone, "Frogs." Just one word, that's all. He was thoroughly enjoying himself with our nonsense.

There were protesters across the street from the hotel and all over that area during the evening, but the frogs actually came into the historic hotel, so they made their own history that night.

brenda

Ya know, the hotel has photos of all the historic or noteworthy people who have stayed there. The main floor lobby area is covered with them. Do you suppose I should send them a photo of the frogs?

George K · "Now look here, you Baltic gas passer... " - Mik, 6/14/08

We used to take Jack on our trips to Wisconsin. We gave him the run of the car:

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brenda

@jolly said in Perspective:

@brenda said in Perspective:

@jolly said in Perspective:

Only for meat.

You're just asking for a spanking again.

Beat me, bite me, burn me. Just don't pay me with a bad check.

The froggos would never do that.