The whole gang had the day off. After lunch outdoors at Cedar Creek, Pearl decided to catch tadpoles in a plastic cup. Patience led to success. She caught two and Carrie, one. Marcia agreed they could come home with us, thinking we'd release them--as frogs--into the garden. Matter of days, right? It was too late when we realized that they are not tadpoles but small fish, bringing the pet count in Grrrlville from two to five. My head is spinning.