My sophomore year of college, I was feeling a little bit of empty-nesters syndrome. My dog (Patches) was at home with my parents and I was feeling quite lonely. Never mind that I was living in an apartment with 3 of my friends... I felt lonely. I needed to "parent" something, which in itself is kind of hilarious because I'm not the parenting type. If you'll recall a couple of blog posts back, I told you the story of how I blew up a frog - Schroeder. Seeing as how well my stint with Schroeder went, I decided getting another African Dwarf Frog was the answer.