11 December 2009

It WAS Bad.

So the frogs died. In fact, they died and came back to life several times before they decided to just stay dead. Of course they were fine until she got home from school. They waited for her to see them die. It was horrible. She cried. I apologized profusely.

I told her if she got new frogs I'd never clean her tank for her again, in fact, I'd never do her any kind of favor just to be safe. "Mom, you can still do me favors. Just don't touch my frogs." she said. I thought that was fair.

As I hugged her while she sobbed I told her this was the time to ask me for something-- ANYTHING. Right then I would have done just about anything for her. She looked at me with big red swollen eyes and said, "Mom, do you think I could have a scarf?" Really, truly, she asked me for a scarf.

Because the frogs didn't last ten days the pet store said they would replace them for free. So after work Michael took her to get two new frogs. She is going to name them Blooper and Bobby, just like she named the last frogs. We could pretend this never happened if it weren't for a whole new line of jokes Michael has discovered, "Hey could you keep an eye on the meatloaf for me? Don't worry, it's already dead."


Pmom@ChocolateandGarlic.com said...

Oh Lis,

I am so, so, so sorry that this happened. How miserable for you and your sweet daughter. I am glad that she was able to accept some replacement frogs so quickly--that suggests she's already healing, doesn't it?

Anonymous said...

You know, when I read the last post, I was really afraid this might be the outcome. Probably my own life experiences led me to that kind of fear:


We still haven't replaced Bob the betta; partly because I still haven't found a better place to put a fish than the kitchen counter, and partly because I can't face the potential for that kind of loss again. We've promised Mabel a hedgehog, though, and are VERY late keeping the promise. I'd better brace myself.

P.S. When you got the replacement frogs, I hope you also got a net.

Jim F. said...

I didn't think it was possible to kill a beta. I had one once in a bowl and forgot about him until weeks later I heard splashing in my office. I looked in the bowl and there he was, quite unhappy that the water had evaporated to the point that he could barely move. I refreshed the water, gave him some food, and he lived for a long time after that.

Betas are WAY better than frogs at staying alive.

Ben and Natalie's Family Zoo said...

I seriously almost bought my kids some little froggies for Christmas...I'm so glad I didn't! Thanks, Jim F. for the tip on Bettas...got those instead. :) either way, why do we do this to ourselves?

hOLLIANN said...

Lis, you ARE a scream. I come to your blog for a GREAT laugh! I hope you guys have a Merry Christmas. And I wish you all the best of luck with the dead scarf and the alive frogs!