A Frog Funeral

This evening we had a funeral for our frog, Tahoe.

Tahoe had been with us since our camping trip in August 2006. She stowed away in our luggage and when we discovered her, we did what any good parents would do: we purchased a terrarium, small water dish, some plants and her first meal of live crickets from the local pet store. For the first few months, our frog seemed to have been thriving. She grew a bit and then changed color. She had a hearty appetite---even eating the extra large crickets that she was occasionally fed. Last weekend when my mom was here for a visit, a curious thing happened. S was noticing that she was not moving as much as normal. He leaned closer to the terrarium to get a better look. Suddenly, the frog let out a loud shriek and keeled over.

The hardest part was telling Miss M.

This evening we laid Tahoe to rest in a tiny cardboard coffin. We buried her by the tree ferns and M decorated a marker with her name on it. We also made one for Pyro since he never had a formal burial.