Hello my name is salt and I am a pond-a-holic. That said and truly understood I have a confession to make, but first some back ground. Recently the stocking truck came to our local farm store. I had ordered a few fish and was the first in line when this Good old boy from Arkansas (truck driver) must have had me pegged! He looked at me long and hard, spit a stream of Levi Garret that would have made a cormorant blush and asked me WHATS �DA�biggest bull frog you ever seen? He smiled reached into a tank and pulled out the biggest @@$$^^&&** FROG I had ever seen! Now I have gigged many a frog, and I spent a lot of time last spring catching them alive with my teenagers but this MONSTER of a frog would not fit in the bottom of a 5 gal bucket! He knew he had me, smiled and asked me how many Giant tap poles did I want? I bought 50! I was so very happy and excited about the chance to raise a giant frog in my pond that� the dam blue herons couldn�t eat. Well I took my 4inch long tadpoles� and fish home and put them in the pond. Well even with all the cover in my pond the bass promptly ate my damm tap poles! I was crushed!

Ok fast forward 7 days later! Through a friend of a friend I was turned onto a place to get CHEAP pond plants. It was a farm that once raised many kinds of plants for ponds that had gone out of business. Well I got directions to the place and found it with out problem but no body was at home! I called my friend and he told me to look in the tanks and green houses and take what I wanted and leave a note as I could pay later. Many of the tanks were in bad shape but a few had beautiful pond lilies of different colors. I removed 4 containers of plants wrote my name and phone number down on a slip of paper and left it in a box by the door. As I was heading back to the truck I spotted a row of tanks that I hadn�t looked into yet. One tank was covered in slime and was full of some sickly looking gold fish about 4 inches long. The next tank had about 6inches of water covered in black slime and there in the center of the tank under the hot blazing sun sat THAT GIANT BULL FROG that had been on the fish truck! I knew it was him as he winked at me! I couldn�t believe it was him! I picked it up and just marveled at his sheer bulk and could only imagine his baritone voice! I spent some time with the mega frog and even feed him some worms I found under a tarp and a few bugs! I hesitantly placed him back in the hot nasty tank and headed for the truck. Then I did something I still can�t believe! I stole the dam frog! I took bubba the mega frog home and I felt like a kid whom just robbed a candy store! He hit the water with a splash and sang like a bird for me that night!

The next day I had to go back to work. My job takes me away for weeks at a time. I have called the owners of the farm several times and have only been able to speak to an answering machine. I want to pay for my plants and own up to the frog theft ,but can not bring myself to confess to a machine! Only a pond would make an honest man steal a frog! I just couldn�t stand it! My wife says at night it sounds like a bass drum down at the pond! Now I have to figure out how to come clean without sounding like a nut case but I had to have that dam frog!

shoot'em in the lipps