It's strange to see the pond silent and still these days. And while the temps have dropped, there are still a couple of frogs who have not started their hibernation yet and they still peek out of the water every day.
Now that the waterfall has been shut down, I can't sneak up on the frogs anymore, they hear me coming and make the mad dash to hide from me--like I'm gonna get them. They are so silly thinking that I don't see them under the water hiding from me. Yeah/no. It's not working so good, but I humor them and walk away--except for yesterday when I had to take a picture of one "hiding" from me. It's sort of like the kid who closes his eyes and thinks you can't see him anymore.
We went to my mom's house yesterday to pick up her frog. She has a tiny pond that freezes over the winter, so a frog staying in there is a death sentence for the little guy. And like her daughter, Mom was all worried about her frog, so she called us over to catch him and relocate him to our pond for the winter.
We dug around the muck and leaves for a bit until I finally scooped up a very dark and very lethargic frog. I plopped him in a tank and I have to say, I didn't think it looked good--it was either dying or it was already hibernating.
A quick trip to the house for some room temperature water brought the little guy back to life--and us to a happier mood. We were glad we weren't too late to save yet another frog friend. Hooray!
So, in the pond went the frog to hang out with his 6 or 7 new friends and I think that brings our count to 8--give or take a few. Counting frogs is difficult because you rarely see everyone at once--there is always somebody missing and frogs come and go on their own accord around here.
Okay, Vanillas (Vanilla and VanillaSeven), put us down for 8 frogs. I'll be relying on you Official Frog Counters come springtime to remind me how many frogs are in there.