However, the time did come when we had to let them go. They were actually escaping from their habitat - one that was specifically made for developing tadpoles and frogs. They were so small that they could escape between the slats in the container that served as air holes. We would find them on the counter all the time. So we took some of them out to one of our local water sources, called the Lagoon and featured earlier on this blog, and we let them go. I was actually a little sad. They looked so little and helpless out there with all the ducks, geese, lizards and other predators around. At that point we still had about 10 left between the ones I had in another habitat and those still developing. At least that's what I thought. I counted them every day and it seemed like there were less of them. A few of those darn little critters had escaped and met their demise on the counter, all dried up. Oh, it was a sad sight! So after about a week or two, we took the rest of them and let them go at one of our parks with a large creek. Still so small. I'd rather not know what ultimately happened to them. And what am I going to do with all those frozen blood worms in my freezer? My son, Tyler, grossed out when he came upon them. You know they are mosquito larvae? Ewww!! Anybody need some?
