Monday, June 26, 2006
Back in April, we received our tadpoles from Uncle Milton. The girls named them Ty and Trevor; Trevor promptly died.
Ty is apparently a classic case of arrested development. He's still a happy tadpole. He's gotten a little pudgier, and we keep thinking we see the buds of little legs (wishful thinking?) but nothing has happened. Atticus thinks these things just don't do well in captivity.
Anyone else with tadpole experience? Are we doing something wrong? According to Uncle Milton, we should have had a frog within a month. Ty is either stubborn or stunted. Anyone? Anyone?
Posted by Karen Edmisten at 1:09 PM