Oh criiiiiiiiiiisssssssssst almighty. That froggy is a goner!
I'd mail Stacey a new one but I'm not sure they travel well.
RIP Fred.
Posted by Kathy Howe at February 10, 2005 10:39 AMOh no. My advice? Go to Target and get another frog and start feeding it. Then you have a backup.
Posted by Jen at February 10, 2005 10:41 AMMy advice? Move that frog into the bedroom on a table beside Stacey's side of the bed FAST. Let her resume responsibility FAAAAAAAAAST. Holy shite. Are you nuts?
Posted by Keri at February 10, 2005 01:17 PMOMG! Call the froggy vets. The pressure is on Billy Boy. Threaten him with being soup. He'll stay strong.
Posted by Charlene at February 10, 2005 08:14 PMFred's dead, baby.
Posted by Vicki at February 11, 2005 08:37 AMROFL. Keri has good advice - let Stacey take care of Freddy. Fear not, I killed a giant frog one day - not intentionally either. He was sitting on my patio and I was worried he was going to hop inside my house so I put a bucket over him and waited for my brother to come to rescue him. He was sitting on a HOT patio. He was UNDER a bucket. He could NOT breathe. He died.
Posted by Michelle at February 11, 2005 03:18 PMFrogs and electricity DO.NOT.MIX.
That means no letting Freddy help rewire the pool heater and no, no, NOOOOOOOOOO taking him on field trips to the basement. I've never been there but I think if I can't go, Freddy shouldn't either.
I'm just sayin...yaknow...in case he IS still among the living.
Posted by KathyHowe at February 11, 2005 09:32 PMFred's fucked.
Posted by lucy at February 11, 2005 11:17 PMI agree with Keri. I think your frogs would have lived longer if they'd had a name, I'm sure that was part of the problem.
Posted by Anji at February 12, 2005 08:53 PMI'm kind of scared to ask, because it's a whole week later...how is Fred?
Posted by Jody at February 18, 2005 12:45 PM