What's Your Story on Frogs?

I grew up in central Minnesota and every summer my older brother would bring home a pail full of frogs. I was not afraid to touch them then because I was somewhat of a tomboy and would do just about anything my big bro would do. One time my brother found a frog that was so big it freaked me out.  With his legs stretched out, he was the size of our cat! We would play with the frogs for a while but let them go within a few hours. We kept some in a small pool but they would usually escape. My brother swore he could tell the difference in some of them and even would name them!  LOL!!
ButterflyLady from MN