“OK, I gotcha …Now what am I going to do with you!” is what I was thinking, but the Great Blue Heron knew what to do. After he caught the frog with his beak, he just froze for a minute to gain his composure, and possibly to kill the frog. Then, in an instant, up he rose and flew away with that frog hanging from his mouth. This was an amazing sight for me to see. The survival of the fittest is for sure! Poor frog…Lucky Heron.