As the ice and snow melts and the ground thaws, the daffodils start to emerge and there's a song in the breeze...the song of the PEEPER! That's right, the PEEPER. He's a little frog who crawls up out of the mud, and is the first to let us know that we're almost there. I've heard the peepers for almost a week now, only a few more freezes and we can say we've made it. Which is good because spring means grass and no more feeding hay which is in short supply. For more information about the peeper visit: http://mdc.mo.gov/discover-nature/field-guide/spring-peeper