It's not easy being green or how I'm saving the world frog by frog

A month or so ago, Comet attended a program at the local children's museum about frogs. He went into the activity room with all the kids and a frog expert and when he came out, he presented me with a card listing a number of ways to save the frogs (savethefrogs.com). Frogs are in desperate need of saving, it turns out. Ironically, the card was laminated. I can't remember what all of the points were, and I haven't looked at the website, but I do remember three:

1. Don't eat frog's legs (duh!).
2. Don't buy exotic frogs to keep as pets (right on).
3. Don't buy water in disposable plastic bottles (I'm not sure why, but okay).

It turns out I am ahead of the game. I have never eaten a frog's leg or any other part of a frog, as far as I know. I never have, nor do I ever intend to keep an exotic frog in my home. Looks like I've been saving frogs all my life, effortlessly! The third point, regarding the disposable plastic bottles, involvw occasional personal sacrifice. Since the frog lecture, I have been making an effort to bring a reusable water bottle to the gym and keep one in the car. Today, when I thought of having a delicious fizzy spring water with a hint of lime and raspberry at the grocery store, I restrained myself because it comes in a big ol' plastic bottle. Save the Frogs is a cause I can wrap my head around. I'm not supposed to save the whole ENVIRONMENT, which is just too big to think about and makes me want to forget the whole thing. No. I'm helping to save one type of cute amphibian. To simplify it even more for my overtaxed brain, I like to think I am saving one frog each time I bring my own water in a Nalgene bottle.

On a lighter and extremely local note, Gameguy has been saving frogs and he never even heard about Save the Frogs. As the keeper of our tiny pond, Gameguy learned the hard way that we have tadpoles. He was scooping the fall foliage out of the pond and noticed that he was also scooping out tadpoles. He saved the ones he could and even stopped scooping out the leaves. Go, Gameguy! Also, there is a frog that resides in the pond filter, and Gameguy always makes sure to help him get back into the filter area after he cleans it out. Talk about keeping it local! My man is saving a particular frog. I'm naming that filter frog. Jeremiah, I think.