Frank the Spadefoot
Summer 2001-February 25, 2007
Here's his story. Scroll down for more photographs.
Frank was a Couch's spadefoot (Scaphiopus couchii) I purchased at a local pet store in the summer of 2001. Of all my past amphibian pets, I must say I loved him the most. He died on February 25, 2007. I will never forget him.
Frank was not like other amphibians in that he spent much of his time buried underneath the soil, so it was always a pleasant surprise to see him. At times, he would remain buried for up to 5 months! Usually, by that point, I would get worried and carefully dig up the whole terrarium until I found him.
Not only was Frank delightful to find, but I loved the sounds he made. When I picked him up a certain way, he croaked. It was not the same burp-like sound he made for a mating call, but it still sounded pretty neat.
Sometimes, if I was lucky, I would get to hear him making his real mating call. As soon as I approached, he would stop. On July 3, 2006, I managed to sneak up on him with the couch between us, so he couldn't see me coming. I shot this video of a couple croaks...
Here are some photos I took of Frank. They are in consecutive order by date, with oldest photos first.
Click on each thumbnail to see a larger view!
|Unfortunately, this is the only picture I have from Frank's younger years and it was taken with a cheap camera and can not be clicked on to see a larger view. One can see how his markings changed dramatically through the years. This was taken in August 2001.|
|2005 Frank used to live in this large terrarium until November, 2006. Click here to read about the Edgewater Inn, my ceramic creation pictured below, used as a favorite hiding spot and watering hole for my toads. It was used by my tortoises for two years, before being given back to my new spadefoots.|
|May 19, 2006|
|August 24, 2006|
On December 7, Frank developed a skin disease. I am sorry to say, it was my fault. His new terrarium upstairs didn't ventilate as well and I was unaware that it had gotten too moist until he had already developed the condition. I took him to the vet and got some medication for both parasites and fungus, since it is difficult to diagnose the problem and he seems to have two separate conditions---brown patchy lesions on his head and body, as well as brownish spots on his underside. After several weeks of treatment, he seemed back to normal. I cleaned out the old soil and bleached out his tank. I baked some new soil in the oven to kill any fungus that may have come with it and returned him to a clean, new terrarium.
|January 20, 2007 I took these funny pictures to submit to humanclock.com. You can see the first photo at 7:10pm.|
|Unfortunately, the photos above
were the last to be taken of my buddy, Frank. On January 31, 2007,
I wrote the blog entry below:
Just when I thought Frank had recovered from
his bout with fungus, he is now suffering from something more serious.
When I dug him up to feed him on Monday, he was very bloated and having
difficulty breathing. On Tuesday, I took him to the vet. The bloating
was fluid, not air. It contained rod-shaped bacteria. He is on an
antibiotic for the bacteria, which may or may not be effective against
this type of bacterial infection. Even if the bacteria can be killed
off, it is still not certain whether they are the cause of the bloating.
That could be caused by liver, heart or kidney dysfunction. I mixed up a
hypertonic ringerís solution using some chemicals from work and a recipe
given to me by the vet. It was supposed to help remove the water from
his body. I weighed him before and after the treatment and he ended up
getting almost 4 grams heavier! So it didnít work. The vet had suggested
I take him out of the soil and give him some moss to bury in, but he was
so unhappy in that setup, constantly trying to dig. Since these may be
his last hours with me, I figured it would be best that he is
comfortable, so I went against the advice and put him back in the soil.
As soon as I set him down, he was buried within a few minutes. Please
keep him in your thoughtsómaybe thereís some slim chance he can make it
Here is the update I wrote on February 4, 2007.Amazingly, Frank is still alive. I found a way to get the excess water out of him. I know from experience that when he is in very dry soil, he weighs a lot less, so I thoughtówhy not dry out the soil? I baked it in the oven until nearly all the moisture was released. I put Frank in the baked soil after it cooled. He dropped about 14 grams overnight! Since then, I have been monitoring his weight every few hours (while Iím at home and awake) and trying to look for patterns. So far, there arenít any. He has both gained weight and lost weight in the hypertonic ringerís solution (which also contains an antibiotic), while in theory, he should only be losing weight. He has both gained weight and lost weight in the regular ringerís solution, while in theory, he should remain constant. He has both gained and lost weight in his regular soil. The only thing that went according to theory was that he always loses weight in the baked soil. So all I can do is keep giving him his treatments, try to monitor his weight and keep him from getting too bloated, and hope that the antibiotics are working. Iíll write an update if anything has changed from my current treatments.
Here is the update I wrote on February 19, 2007.While I have managed to slowly decrease Frankís water weight, he is still in very poor health. Over the past week and a half, his lungs have filled with more and more fluid. At times, I have seen him breathing with his mouth open, a sign of suffocation. Because his nostrils were getting covered in soil, I can no longer keep him in his favorite setting, so he is rather uncomfortable now. I have him in a container with a paper towel that is soaked with ringerís solution. Last week, I managed to force feed him a few crickets, but for the past 7 days, he has vomited them up. Today, I am trying worm bits. On try #1, he threw it up after about 15 minutes. I am still waiting to see the results of try #2. He was getting stronger after he ate a few crickets and I was starting to exercise him for about 30-45 minutes each day, but he hasnít been strong enough to walk for the last 3 days now. He hasnít even opened his eyes for 3 days either. Anyone that knows me knows that I wonít give up on him until he is dead. I canít lose hope until there is no more hope to be had. So I will keep trying my best to save him. At around 3:40 am on February 25, 2007, I had just taken Frank out of his hypertonic ringerís solution that contained the antibiotic. He looked really bad, although I still had hope because he had swallowed a worm down earlier in the day, he had lost a lot of the bloating due to excess water, and I even saw him urinate for the first time in about a month. I was holding him in my hand, as I try to do each day for a little while, and I told him ďFrank, you know I love you, and youíve fought really hard, but if you have to die, then please die with me.Ē I continued to massage his back and legs. He was barely moving. About a minute later, he took a few deep breaths and went limp. I saw his hind legs twitching and I knew he had passed. His exact time of death was 1-25-2007 at 3:43am. I had previously envisioned him dying in my hand. That was how I wanted it to happen. I didnít want him to be all alone. Although it was very sad, I am glad it happened that way and that he was with me. I will miss him tremendously. Added 11-17-07: I have since realized that it was the medication that killed Frank, not the fungus. The spadefoots I bought in May 2007 have had problems with this same fungus since I got them. At first, I had used some of Frank's medication on them, but then I noticed two yellow spots in their lower back, just like Frank had. When I saw them on Frank, I wasn't sure what to think, but this time, I knew they must be the kidneys and the medication (which was a yellow color) must be staying in the kidneys rather than being filtered out. I stopped using the meds immediately, realizing that it was kidney failure that killed Frank (and that seemed very logical from the symptoms of water-retention difficulties). After about 6 weeks, the fungus disappeared for a while, then reappeared. For the last 6 months it comes and goes, but doesn't seem to harm the spadefoots in any way. If only I would have known, Frank could be here today. I can't believe it is my fault he is gone. Sometimes I guess one should just let nature take its course and not try to use all these man-made concoctions to solve problems like this. Hopefully, my story can help others seeking help for their sick amphibians. Frank has also been featured in two of my watercolor paintings and I plan to continue painting him in future watercolors. Frog Fantasy Scape III Featuring Frank and the Vegetanimal from Outer Space, 1-4-2006 (first picture taken without a flash shows truest colors, but least clarity)
I was so saddened by the loss of Frank and couldn't stand to be without a spadefoot, so I bought four more.
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