Black Hawk Down

As I was mowing the lawn tonight I couldn’t help but wonder how many little frog families I destroyed. I would like to have thought that my frog killing days were behind me. You get to a certain age in your life that animal torture of any kind leaves an impact on you. Unlike when you are a kid you start to visualize what you are doing from the frogs point of view. I think death by lawnmower for frogs is like death by helicopter for us. I could hear them as they dove into the long grass for cover “BLACK HAWK DOWN, BLACK HAWK DOWN”. Except jumping into the long grass might not have been their best tactical move against the lawnmower.

That being said I also ran over a big moth and thought to myself – “that’s OK those suckers eat clothes”. Frogs never hurt nobody.