I discovered my ornate horned frog dead this morning. Ugh, frogs always make
Fatty-fatty-fat-fat-fat was an adoptee through the Pacific Northwest Herp
Society. Jenn had been halfway-housing him before me. Apparently his
original owner had fed the frog a primarily rodent diet, growing him to
significant proportions and earning him the name I gave him.
I wanted him to not be so fat, so I switched him to an all-insect diet and
cut him back to twice weekly feedings. Last summer he went over 3 months
without eating and really had me worried. This winter he's been particularly
sedentary but still eating. He didn't respond to his
roach-at-the-end-of-tongs this morning... so I poked and probed and
eventally realized he was not responding at all. The poor dear wasn't even
thoroughly stiff yet. At least he wasn't constipated; there was a turd right
behind him. I probably won't have him necropsied, I'm probably going to
mummify this frog as well. I never did get a chance to take pictures of my
first frog mummy, though I do have him in tupperware with some silica gel.
Anyone know a good place to buy inexpensive display boxes? Jenn? Where do
you get your tarantula molt display boxes?
Goodbye Fatty, I'll miss your grunts around here.
"You cannot be an objective scientist if you have an agenda."