I’m getting pretty good at catching bullfrogs. Number 4 moved in a few weeks ago. Not quite full size yet. With the discovery of the little yellow-bellied-slider, which we’d like to keep as a pet, I was concerned that a bullfrog might eat him while still small.

Bullfrogs are real pests and bad for almost everything alive around them their size or smaller. I put him in a plastic bag in the refrigerator to let him slip into a permanent hibernative state. I’ve tried this before, and it didn’t work this time either. Sure enough a scream from the garage. Kelly thought it was a dog yelping. Nope. Kathy had found a Belk’s bag in the refrigerator and wondered what was in it. As she started to untie it, the bag moved. That’s when she yelped like a dog.

I let the chilly bullfrog go in the storm drain, as I did with #3. He hopped in just fine.