Three summers ago, Brooke went fishing with Johnny (her Daddy/bio-grandfather) at Lake Sinclair. Besides catching fish and sun rays, Brooke also caught a little fellow. She brought him (or her) home with her and released him (or her) in the Kio pond. As a tapole, he (she) would swim about the pond. The first year the morphing into a frog was a very slow process. Rear legs were the first to appear, then the front legs. The next year, weight gain and tail loss. This year the vocal cords are being heard.
It has been very hard to get a photo of the bullfrog of the pond. Only by sneaking a shot through the window was I able to shoot the Rana catesbeiana. I think she is most likely a girl frog. I think her name is Rosie...
Rosie the Ribbeter
