Lifelong Search for Albino Bull Wog
 

When I was a little bitty girl I made a net out of a coat hanger and waded in a lake. Before my eyes a giant yellow pollywog surfaced. It got away.

I have sought them ever since like the Holy Grail of amphibians. Does anyone know where albino bullwogs can be obtained? I will raise them in a 400 gallon cow trough. Thanks

I am sorry, the albino pollywog got away. But, that still sounds like a great, but, highly disappointing experience.

I too, love amphibians. I agree, it is one of North Americas most iconic amphibians!!

I would recommend keeping your eye on this specific portion of the forum:http://www.faunaclassifieds.com/foru...splay.php?f=56. Also, please, have a look at this specific post: http://www.faunaclassifieds.com/foru...d.php?t=570573.

That is a fantastic habitat for them. You, will have some very happy and lucky specimens indeed.

Imagine--- Many yellow Holy Grails surfacing all over the cow tank growing fat on large amounts of scum.

A year or two later, down cow pond>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M02_dnl9zCA

Do albino bullfrogs breed true? It must be a fecesive trait so if albino bullfrog bred albino 'cow'frog, nothing but yellow bullwogs would result. Is that how it works?

recessive trait

Ever since that morning when I was a child wading in a lake- the water was like glass and the mountain forest was mirrored in it. I stood still and before my eyes the big yellow pollywod surfaced. Time stood still. I tried to catch it with my net and it was gone.

Ever since, all my life, I have been haunted by the memory of this creature. It is like the song from Don Quixote the Man of La Mancha

Did my lady think to put me to a test?
Ah, sweet sovereign of my captive heart. I shall
not fail thee, for I know...

I have dreamed thee too long,
Never seen thee or touched thee.
But known thee with all of my heart.
Half a prayer, half a song,
Thou hast always been with me,
Though we have been always apart.

Dulcinea... Dulcinea...
I see heaven when I see thee, Dulcinea,
And thy name is like a prayer
An angel whispers... Dulcinea... Dulcinea!

If I reach out to thee,
Do not tremble and shrink
From the touch of my ... net on your lair.
Let my fingers but see
Thou art cold and alive,
And no phantom to fade in the air.

Dulcinea... Dulcinea...
I have sought thee, sung thee,
Dreamed thee, Dulcinea!

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