Rose Bowl Champions 2011. Who would have ever thought? Go Frogs.
How many of you ever picked up and played with a horned frog...the real kind? Outside of Texas, people will nod knowingly when you ask them if they know what a horned frog looks like...but I think few of them have ever seen one and I think they are mostly a Texas native.
The last time I picked one up must have been in the 1950s. Don't recall seeing them much after that, maybe I wasn't looking for them or maybe they were getting scarce on the ground...don't know.
I think they liked bare dry ground and we lived surrounded by St. Augustine in the 1960s. We lived in south Texas in the early 1950s when I was about 5-6 and in my memory they were everywhere...so was a lot of bare dry ground.
For those of you who never had the pleasure of making friends with a "horny toad" as we called them, you missed one of those little childhood pleasures when times were carefree and your senses were sharpest. It was easy to catch the little creatures as they were pretty slow. Usually you took hold of their tails and hoisted them up to eye level to have a close look.
They had a reputation of "spitting tobacco" but I never saw one of them do that. Often they would sit docilely in the palm of your small hand and just return your curious stare until both of you tired of the inactivity and went your separate ways. To the touch, they seemed dry and clean...clean in a 5-year old boy's sense of the word...the toads were neither painfully prickly nor slimy nor did they bite. All in all, kind of a neat little bit of Texas fauna.
Go Frogs and congratulations.
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