Some friends called and said they had rescued a big bullfrog a couple of weeks ago and wanted to know if they could come release it into our farm pond where there are already a number of bullfrogs living. We said "Sure," and they brought this huge frog out and dumped it into the pond. Well, the thing was either still ill from whatever caused our friends to need to effect a frog rescue in the first place, or it had forgotten how to swim in the two weeks it's been living in an old crockpot with a half-inch of water, or maybe it was just so happy to be freed from captivity that it lost its mind, but it immediately began to swim upside-down, needing to be rescued before it drowned. Then, after it had finally figured out which way was up, it swam into our lilly pads, got tangled up in them and had to be rescued again. We finally decided that it'd probably be best if the thing tried to acclimate itslef to its new environment on dry land, so we took it to the small island in the center of the pond and left it there figuring it'd either come to its senses and remember that frogs know how to swim, or it wouldn't, in which case it'll make some possum, racoon or great blue heron a tasty meal.