Having a child equates to someday having a pet. More than one child? Pets…plural.
At any given moment our home was filled with fish, birds, dogs, hamsters, guinea pigs, rabbits, or FROGS?
Yes, I said frogs. When the aquarium was not holding fish or hamsters or guinea pigs, my boys felt it was their personal responsibility to fill it with something.
In passing this “glass” house one day, I couldn’t help but notice it housed two new creatures…the boys simply giggled as they ran in to feed their new little pets. I watched in horror as they dropped crickets and grass into the enclosed area.
Several days later, while vacuuming the house, I noticed the aquarium sat empty. I made a mental note to ask the boys if they had put the frogs outside when suction of the hose changed from a steady sounding hum to a thwarp!
I quickly pulled the vacuum’s hose from beneath the sofa and shrieked when I saw the splayed remains of a dried out frog suctioned to the end of the vacuum.
In questioning the boys, the story was told they were playing “leap frog” with their pets when they got away! THEY?
The other frog never was recovered…
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