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Originally Posted by Pressing-On
BTW, when my brother was 7 years old, he was tired of taking care of his hampster so he fed it laundry detergent. Took care of that problem.
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ROFL!!!!!!!!!!!!
My husband recently went into shock when a little boy in our church stomped on a frog, splattering it all over the church steps. He made a point of saying how mean it was, and talked about it at dinner. (Great topic!
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A month later...Sarah had a birthday party with several friends over, and Jeffrey (age 6) was trying to get their attention, so he threw a frog down on the back patio, said, "Look guys!" and bludgeoned it to death with his boot. The girls screamed, and ran in to tell Jeff who was horrified. I was trying not to laugh. (Okay, I felt sorry for the frog, but I was thinking about *full circle* LOL!!!) Anyway, Jeff made him scrape up all the frog remains, they put it in a box, buried it, and talked about how we do not kill animals unnecessarily. (Except for food or necessity--never for pleasure or recreation. My father was an avid hunter, but he taught us that you don't kill anything you're not planning to eat.)
I believe he also told him some terribly scary story about the Mommy and Daddy frog looking for their poor little boy frog and not being able to find him. ROFL!!!!! My husband...
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He and his brother used to go hunting, er...that is, SAM would hunt, and Jeff would scare away the prey at the last minute, and then his brother would get mad and chase him home.