I see them, then there's flight
My eyes bug out
My tongue whips out
Fruit Flies are my diet!
Yes, I was inspired to write this little poem by the actions of my eldest dart frog.
It's finally done absorbing its tail and is quite motivated to catch the little flightless fruit flies.
It's only been a week since it moved to its tank! I believe it's progressing quite well.
I'm adding a picture so that you can see what it looks like. When I figure out its sex I will give it a name.
Until then, it's called "it, little blue frog".
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