All the little frogs that we caught and bought died of a plague except one so we let him go. We thought he had a better chase of survival in the wild then he would with us. That same day Jared brought home 3 big frogs. 2 of them were medium size and then this one was monstrous. So Tyler referred to him as the monster frog. Raquel here was on the same page as me for a bit but then she ended up liking them.
The other day the monster frog looked dead so I told Jared to check him. So he opens the tank and scoots the frog with a spoon. The frog then jumps about 5 ft out of the tank and just about landing on ME. Good thing I am quick and he only hit my clothes. However my throat did hurt from screaming so loud. The kids were laughing at me. I see how it is. So when Jared went to catch the frog it took off on the vinyl and since it was slick for the frog it looked like he was trying to do a front hand spring. It was so funny. Needless to say, I caught the frog in the box and Jared put him back. Every time we walk by the tank the monster frogs ducks under the water until we're gone.
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