R.I.P.

Well, we got home from a skiing trip to tamarack today (more to come on that later) and daddy found Mr. Frog had not made it. We never saw him eat anything, so we aren't sure what was wrong with him. I hurried and distracted Brynlee while he fished the poor guy out and tossed him. For now she thinks the froggie is hiding (which he did like to do) until daddy can find a new one to replace him, and hopefully the next one eats something and will stay alive. Whoops.