About 2 months ago my very first tadpole (this is him above, making his first change to legs) to change into a frog suddenly disappeared. I panicked and cleaned the whole cage looking for remains (do tadpoles eat their changed friends?) but found nothing. Now, 2 months later, I'm doing the sheets and curtains. My last load. I pull them out and of course they are all bunched together so I grab one curtain and pull hard to release the curtain and something... not sure what... some mass of animal flesh. That was all I knew it was at first- I knew this was no black fuzz. I screamed and Mike still made me deal with it. I got a paper and touched it to get a closer look. That's when I realized it was my frog. And that's when I wouldn't deal with it anymore!
Mike had to come in at that point and take him away and put all that nasty laundry back into the laundry room and remove all things that had touched the yucky washed and dried frog. Oh gross. I feel sick thinking about it....
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