I wash my hands of the flippin’ frog.
We (notice how I got roped into this?) went over this morning to feed the frog the last cricket.
It may or may not have been alive. I don’t know if it will be acceptable fare to the frog or not.
Anyway, there was very little water in the aquarium, so I called the neighbors on their vacation. The 9 year old frog-owner just happened to answer his mom’s cell phone. He walked me through how to treat and add more water. I mentioned that the crickets were gone and he should know he would be coming home to a hungry frog.
“Oh, well, you can go to Petsmart and get him some new crickets then.”, was the Haskell boy’s response.
No. No, I cannot. Would not. Will not.
Mrs. Haskell got on the line and assured me the frog would be fine for a few days – but that no, he would not eat a dead cricket.
Well, then. I’m glad to know I’m off the hook.
My only other solution was to turn the frog loose in the house to hunt down the escaped crickets himself.
I am blessing the Lord for answered prayer.
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Yeah, if dad gives you the go to kill the thing – I think you are in the clear.
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Holy cricket! How do you get yourself into this stuff?
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Well at least you have parental approval to not go buy crickets. But you are missing out on a lot of fun
if they get too cold they all go to sleep.. then they will slowly wake up later 
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I am SO glad the frog is ok! AND, I am so glad it is out of your house now : )! Sorry you had to watch college football on Saturday. That is the WORST! : )!
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phew.
no murderous shopping sprees for you.
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