They're heeeere
It’s frog day!
After a month of letting the habitat settle, we ordered frogs online (we used Josh’s Frogs). They were shipped overnight, packed in some little sachets of goo that absorb temperature changes, which is a neat thing I didn’t know existed.
Our best guess is that the red frog is female. They’re the same size right now, but she’s got a flatter body as well as the redder coloring. She has a little angry face, while he just looks concerned.
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I dragged my bruised, carved, sewn-together carcass all the way upstairs to take part in the frog disposition, which is probably all my activity for the entire week. The red one (yet to be named) nearly jumped right out of the habitat when I tipped her in (something you’d think I’d’ve been prepared for but alas.) She’s a firecracker! The orange one, on the other hand, did not want to leave his bunker and had to be unceremoniously dumped out. We’ve named him Basil.
Look at the way she's staring at me. She's knows who's responsible for this.
Both of them bounced around the habitat for a while, flinging themselves at the glass in a vain attempt to reach the forest they could see through our windows. It’s too dry out there for you, little friends, and an owl or something will eat you.
I had to return to bed because my body objected to holding its own weight up for that long, so I don’t get to watch what they did next. This makes me sad. To cheer me up, my husband made me some “two tomato frogs croaking happily their new large rectangular terrarium” AI images. Enjoy!
