Happiest frogs in the universe. And no need for little purple or orange pills … one of the benefits of a clean lifestyle I suppose.
I wish I knew what happened to the real frogs on our property. When we moved here in 2002 there used to be lots of tiny tree frogs zipping around. So many that I walked carefully to avoid stepping on them. I don’t know when they started to decline but for sure I haven’t seen them since the peak of the drought (assuming it has peaked).
I probably am partly responsible for their decline. When we first moved here I went on a snail rampage. A pogrom. Each morning just as the sun was rising I would go outside with a bucket to collect snails. I fed some to the birds; crushed the rest. Billions and billions of them. Like snuffing out all the stars in Carl Sagan’s universe. Within the span of one summer I pretty much eliminated them but maybe I helped to eliminate the tree frogs, too.
Yes, I do feel guilty about this.