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>> We used to start off with 100s of tadpoles in our pond. I'd watch them
>> grow, but mostly I'd watch them getting eaten by the fish. At the end we
>> maybe had 5 or 6 each year that made it to frogs. One year we tried to
>> take
>> out the frogspawn and put it in an aquarium, but something wasn't right
>> because none survived.
>
> What did you feed them?
> They are half cannibalic. I saw them eat their dead brothers (or sisters).
> But normally they are eating aglgea. Ah, better to have some green slime
> outside
> your window. :-)
IIRC we just took out some of the water and plants (mostly that canadian
pondweed stuff) from the main pond and put in a separate container nearby.
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Invisible <voi### [at] dev null> wrote:
> scott wrote:
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> > We used to start off with 100s of tadpoles in our pond. I'd watch them
> > grow, but mostly I'd watch them getting eaten by the fish.
>
> I once nudged a fly into a spider's web and watched it get eaten.
>
> Actually, that was somewhat disturbing... I was only about 11 at the time.
You had to see my face, when I was a child and was watching a nice little water
bird-baby. Oh, that sweet baby is playing with a dragonfly.
Oh, look at it, it's playing to catch the dragonfly.
- Oh, ooooooh, it made a jump, catched it and ate that big dragonfly...
.. . . b a b y?
---
bluetree
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>> My God. Are you advocating that we all allow a toad to hump our wrists?
>> My life is complete without *that* experience, thanks.
>
> No, I was just asking, what stuff did you do, when you were a smaller one.
> There
> *must* some similar experience. Come on, enlighten me! :-)
Most of the stuff I did as a smaller one involved fire and highly flammable
substances... I remember making napalm once after I watched some TV show,
boiling an old tin can full of petrol over an open fire :-)
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On Tue, 15 Jan 2008 06:33:42 -0600, Mike Raiford <mra### [at] hotmailcom> wrote:
>Invisible wrote:
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>> And while we're on the subject, I can think of plenty of other people
>> that it would be far worse to turn into. :-P
>
>Oh, So can I, but we don't mention them :)
I do - BdeW
So there!
Regards
Stephen
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On Tue, 15 Jan 2008 06:16:27 EST, "bluetree" <nomail@nomail> wrote:
>Ugh.
>What should happen doing such a nasty thing?
There is a species of toad (South American, I think) that produces a
psychoactive excretion on its skin. It was fashionable along time ago amongst a
certain type of person to lick the skin to get high.
What I did as a kid was to make my own fireworks and explosives. I nearly
blinded myself I was so good.
As far as animals went I've always enjoyed a good fight with both cats and dogs.
Oh baby giraffes are really cute I once fed a six day old one with a bottle. I
had to stand on a bale of hay. What endearing eyes and a tongue like a spear
IIRC.
Regards
Stephen
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bluetree wrote:
> No, I was just asking, what stuff did you do, when you were a smaller one. There
> *must* some similar experience. Come on, enlighten me! :-)
Living in a semi-rural area had its advantages. Caught and kept many a
box turtle, a couple red-ear slider, Dad beheaded a copperhead in our
backyard. Then there was the year a pond began to dry up and a friend
and I caught a bucketfull of catfish with our bare hands. (Never mind
the fact that this was the very pond that was known for harboring
snapping turtles and water moccasins. The very same pond my friend's dog
suffered a bite... That was nasty, the venom was necrotizing, the bite
wasn't fatal, but the dog's foot just sort of rotted away.) Then there
was the great passionfruit scare. You see, we had these vines with these
really wicked looking flowers, and these really neat roundish fruit.
Some of us were bold enough to try the pulp inside. Quite good,
actually, one of the younger neighborhood kids dropped one when his mom
showed up, caused an uproar in our neighborhood. Calls to poison control
ensued.
I'd been hosed off in our front yard so many times... Thankfully my
mother allowed me the dignity of removing my mud-covered clothes
*inside* the garage.
Other than that, nothing really.
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Mike Raiford wrote:
> Other than that, nothing really.
My God... can you spell "quotable"? :-D
--
http://blog.orphi.me.uk/
http://www.zazzle.com/MathematicalOrchid*
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Stephen wrote:
> What I did as a kid was to make my own fireworks and explosives. I nearly
> blinded myself I was so good.
Heh, I convinced my mom to purchase potassium permanganate from the
local pharmacy. She thought I was going to use it to grow crystals (huh,
huh) No. I proceeded to take it out to the back porch, dump a little
pile of it in a small tin, and drip just a few drops of glycerin on it.
Waited for a few minutes for the 1 or 2 foot high purple jet.
Needless to say, mom didn't purchase any unknown chemicals at the
pharmacy anymore.
...
Oh, God. I hope my son doesn't turn out like me. Then again, maybe I do?
Hmmm. Just so long as he doesn't do something like this:
http://www.dangerouslaboratories.org/radscout.html
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Invisible wrote:
> My God... can you spell "quotable"? :-D
Hmm?
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On Tue, 15 Jan 2008 07:29:03 -0600, Mike Raiford <mra### [at] hotmailcom> wrote:
>and drip just a few drops of glycerin on it.
Yes! And ammonia and iodine KerWhomph!
Do not try this at home kiddies, unless you don't want to be able to count to
ten with your fingers.
Regards
Stephen
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