"We had to paint what animal would be hard to look after at a zoo," said Miss5 told us, "so I drew a frog."
Nanny doesn't like frogs either. In fact she's petrified of them. It's very funny, especially if I find one while she's within reach. I wondered if Miss5 was developing a similar phobia. I certainly wouldn't have drawn a frog - I'd have drawn a fish.
I have a problem with zoos in general - they make me hungry. Ditto farms. Big ditto for aquariums. Aquariums are fish zoos.
"Look at the fillets on THAT!" tends to be my catch cry at these establishments. If I worked at Underwater World there'd be nothing in the tanks but moss and salt water within two years. Once I worked out how to get the fish and crays into the pot without touching them, that is. I don't like touching critters, and especially fish. They wiggle. Frankly, it freaks me out.
A dead fish is a good fish. If it's lying under a blanket of butter sauce next to a salad, so much the better.
"Why did you choose a frog? Why would you think a frog would be hard to look after?" I asked Miss5.
"Because they would be too jumpy," she told me, wriggling her hands. I guess I was wrong about the Nanny connection - it's a daddy connection. Or was it? Another question occurred to me.
"Frogs are green. Why red paint?"
"For the blood," she told me. "A dead frog is a good frog."
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