It’s been years since we’ve seen a cricket around these parts. Sometimes if I close my eyes and listen really hard, I can almost hear one, softly, in the distance. But in all seriousness it has been difficult taking care of our animals without crickets. We do have dried mealworms to use as a supplement, but they aren’t as healthy as live crickets. Plus, the frogs and cresteds are less fond of pre-killed foods because they naturally want to hunt rather than eat from a bowl of still worms. I’ve gotten the cresteds to eat mealworms at least by hand feeding, but frogs aren’t a fan of being hand feed, so I can’t know how well they’ve been eating. Today, finally, we got crickets. Thank the reptile god, we got crickets. The frogs and cresteds had a feast of fresh insect flesh. I’m glad they prefer to hunt, they need the exercise. By they, I mean the frogs. The frogs are greedy, greedy little creatures. Don’t get me wrong, I love the frogs, but they are greedy gluttons. The roaches have been much less stressed lately. I’ve been giving them peas and they seem to really enjoy that. They’re a good source of protein so I think that’s what has increased the stress behaviors. The roaches will fight for food and will even cannibalize--and I stop this blog post for an important notice: Our frogs first croaks! I mean, probably not their first, but the first we heard. It freaked Charlie and I out because we were behind the enclosure and we heard this distorted high pitched choking noise. We both jumped, but saw it was just one of our frogs croaking. It was loud and neither of us were expecting it. I guess our frogs are starting to mature. They grow up so fast. It seems like just yesterday Charlie and I were transporting them into the vivarium. Tags: #Collaboration #Problem Solving
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