My experience mirrors Journeyman's. Once we corrective stocked LMB, our hoards of bullfrogs and their tadpoles were hammered. The larger bullfrogs have learned to be wary of open water. I happened to catch a nice big bullfrog wading the edge and tossed him out about 25 feet. My dog decided this was his cue to retrieve the frog (which was kicking like crazy for shore). When the dog met the frog, the frog climbed up on my dog's back! The dog circled for a bit, decided he'd lost the frog, and came to shore. The frog dove off into the weeds along the edge.


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