Frog-Man

Gordon has a deep obsession for frogs and turtles. He has cousins that live out west and they have a pond in their backyard that has frogs living in it. Every time he sees them he tells them how lucky they are to have frogs living in their backyard, asks them if they caught any frogs lately, then tells them that he’s going to come over when it’s a nice day and go frog hunting. Whenever we’ve been there during the spring/summer months he does just that. So when my nephew told Gordon that he has two ponds behind his new house Gordon asked him if there were frogs living in them, and then he said that he would be out there on the next nice day to catch them. Lucky for him Sunday was the perfect frog catching day.

Now Gordon takes frog catching very serious. As we were gathering up our stuff to go over to my sister’s, I noticed that Gordon was taking a bit longer than usual. Then I noticed all the stuff he put into the car: his old Teva sandals, old skate shoes, old towel, and one large cardboard box. I asked him what all the stuff was for. He said to catch frogs. I couldn’t help but smile.

His frog catching was a success. He and Skyler came home with four little frogs. They were adorable. Gordon made sure that they were comfortable in their new and temporary habitat—the cardboard box. Skyler had found a bowl to put some warm water in and they had brought some weeds to put in the box from their natural habitat. Of course because Gordon has so much ‘love’ for this species, they were released back into the wild right after dinner. If he could have been positive that none of them would die, he would have brought them home. He’s mentioned before that he wants a frog…and a turtle…and a mini goat…Can we say Hardcastle petting zoo?!