The Dissection Question

Yesterday's poem got me thinking that it was time to order frogs for the Biology lab's dissection unit. The reaction I got from the twins was, "Seriously, Mom??" You see, they went to deer camp this fall for the first time and they helped field dress and butcher 6 deer, one all by themselves. (I'll spare you the pictures but it was delicious!) I could only agree that dissecting a frog would be a bit of an anti-climax after all that. So, thanks, Cousin Rande, for the awesome anatomy lessons!!

Poetry Monday

The Frog
by Hilaire Belloc

Be kind and tender to the Frog,

And do not call him names,

As 'Slimy skin' or 'Polly-wog,'

Or likewise 'Ugly James,'

Or 'Gap-a-grin,' or 'Toad-gone-wrong,'

Or, 'Bill Bandy-knees.'

The Frog is justly sensitive

To epithets like these.

No animal will more repay

A treatment king and fair,

At least so lonely people say

Who keep a frog (and by the way,

They are extremely rare).

Oh! My!