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The best way to spend a Friday night is to blast your favorite music loudly and to sing along. My boyfriend has a strong disdain for every type of music I like, so my time alone I genuinely treasure. As I am singing along to All Time Low, I noticed that my New Mexico Spadefoot colony (the new ones. Only two of the seven have names...Doctor Wiggles and Lumpkin, should anyone care) started croaking along. I went to peer in their cage, and noticed that a couple of the males had their throats ...
I feel like Obdulia has been mocking me as of late. Melix's death was especially hard on the both of us. He was one of the most special spadefoots out there, and his relationship with Obdulia really made me question how frogs choose their mates or furthermore, if it was possible for them to even recognize one another. They'd always burrow together, swim together, eat together and...yeah, that too. Hell, I think Obdulia and Melix had a more functional relationship than I've had with ...
I have been keeping spadefoots for about 6 years now. My collection currently consists of New Mexico Spadefoots (spea multiplicata), Plains Spadefoots (spea bombifrons), Couch's Spadefoots (scaphiopus couchii) and Eastern Spadefoots (scaphiopus holbrookii). Unfortunately, I have learned that spadefoots are not common in the pet trade. Because of this, I've encountered a lot of trial and error when it came to housing spadefoots. They're burrowing toads, ...
I need a vacation. I think most people feel that way, but if you personally know me, you know how true this actually is. When I think of a magical escape to a place that will calm me and make everything better, only one place comes to mind. Tucson, Arizona. Most people laugh at me when I say that. They look at me like I'm a jester of some sort when in all reality, Tucson is my safe haven. I'm hoping y'all will understand this sentiment, especially considering ...