I loved my frog Ribbit. I caught him at my grandmother’s house. He put me to sleep every night with his soft croaking. One day my mom put him out side for some fresh air and we left the house. Later that day when we came back I went out on our deck and was horrified to fine a puddle of green mush in the middle of his cage. My mom fried my frog and I will never forget it!
Jessi