Hey look, it's Alli

Late 2006, and Frito is visiting with Alli in our front yard.

Such a cute couple!

Thinking about some frogs ...

... and how yummy they would taste ;-)

Actually, Frito never "ate" the frogs.

But he did try to catch them.  

And when he did, they were gonners.  (Thankfully, not that often.)

You could say it was Darwin at work, and the smartest ones got away.

Sorry little froggy spirits -- Frito was just following his instincts.

Reflections of a frogger

Frito tries another approach at hunting frogs.

I'm sorry to say he was more successful this way.

But thankfully, he was only rarely successful.

He would sneak up on them on shore, and wait for them to jump into the water.

And believe it or not, sometimes he could snab them in mid-air in his mouth.

We felt bad for those frogs.

In fact, we would distract Frito sometimes to let the frogs make a clean getaway.

Such a frogger.  He was not a vegan doggie.

The garden pond

Ah yes, one of my favorite spots back in NH. Our very own garden pond. This was back when it was brand new. Not sure what we are going to find when we go back there. Cat tails had started to take over. Oh well, nothing that an excavator can't fix, I guess ;-)

See how nice and pristine it was. This gave me good frogin' opportunities. I suspect now they have wayyyy too many hiding places. Hee, hee.