Tads

A couple of days ago two tadpoles came in the mail that my dad had ordered for me for Christmas. See post entitled "Merry Christmas Blog Buddies". Sadly one died. The other one lived, but at first it was kinda creeped out by having to live with a dead tadpole for a little while, but eventually we (me and my Dad) took the dead one out. The night before last night me and my Dad were walking home and we ran into a lady who had the cutest little French bulldog puppy! We asked if we could pet her, and the lady said yes. She told us the puppy's name was Gidget. Later that night I said to my Dad, "Dad, let's name the tadpole that lived Gidget, after that cute little puppy!" So now Gidget is living happily, and we hope the other tad is resting in peace.