Matt almost stepped on that when we were out hiking at the Hampton Hills MetroPark today.
I, understandably, flipped out, took a picture (but not a good one, as that would require getting close), and stressed about the condition of that cute red frog's leg (um, I think I see a tendon), and the fact that the frog and the snake both took the frog's death so patiently: we were there for at least 3 minutes (I frankly couldn't stand another second looking at that thing), and neither of them so much as breathed.
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Poor frog. : (
Last time we went hiking, D. and I watched helplessly as a turtle strangled itself on fishing line on a log in the middle of the lake. Very traumatic.
Poor frog... I hope that snake gets a bad case of diarrhea!
this is the best post in the history of blogs.
except of course for all my blog posts.
Yikes!
I love that photo. I wish it was on the bottom of my dinner plates.
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