I will never look at my daughter's pet frog "Flippy" the same way. Nope, not after today.
For it was today that I went to a friends house to dissect a one-time sweet innocent frog. The frog probably had a family. Wife, kids, a mortgage. And today...we sliced it open.
Not only did we slice it. We pulled its vital organs from the body that it once used to hop and play among friends. Things like, "My heart is bigger than your's" and "Oops! I dropped my liver on the floor!." Were actually spoken. My favorite was, "Look! Mine has parts of a praying mantis in its stomach!" Well, actually maybe my favorite was, "Don't slice the place where it goes poop!"
Anyway, I don't think I will be eating frog legs soon. Not that I would anyway. Although I heard they taste just like chicken. Maybe a chicken will be next on the list....
1 comment:
Ok. this is so gross. Youhomeschool kids are most certainly getting a better education than I got. In middle school the only thing we disceted was a gummy worm!
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