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Warren is going to have to wait for the annual Turtle migration.

No joke, the turtles migrate from area to area and several hundred are run over each year as they try to cross the roads. When the boys were younger, we would drive around and collect them in the bed of our pickup and then put them in the pond.

One year we had ten or so making their way across the backyard. They were going from the duck pond to the big swamp. Dang coolest thing I had seen in years.

Now, of course Frenchy would be in heaven. The duckpond and big swamp as well as the front pond all swell with frogs in the spring and all through summer.

Of course, we couldn't have Frenchy up during that time as there would be no restraining those natural tendencies. I wouldn't want Fred to be broken hearted because Frenchy ran off with another frog at my place.