Tale of a Slow Frog

Buddy is often teased as being the "slow frog in the bog," seeing as how he hops with a slight tilt to the left and is never the first to catch a joke. He is often dismissed by his faster, higher jumping peers. But if you take the time to listen to Buddy, he tells quite an interesting story. It all began one day when the large two legged creature was making it rain in the grass with a large device. As Buddy tells it he was enjoying the extra water when the creature noticed him and swooped down, gently snatching him from the grass, and calling out in a loud voice for the smallest of the two legged creatures that live in the large box that looms over our lovely bog. The smaller, softer creature took hold of Buddy and stroked, squeezed and peered at him.

The creature then put Buddy in a cage, shut the door, and observed his behavior. She then opened the door, and seemed to want Buddy to leave, but Buddy, being somewhat fearful, chose to stay in the cage.

At least he tried to.

The smaller of the still gigantically large two legged creatures managed to pull poor Buddy back out of the cage, and joined the even larger creature, who was now standing at the end of the long hard surface that goes over our bog tunnel, talking to yet another large two legged creature. As the creatures were distracted, speaking to each other in their own indecipherable language, probably deciding what experiment to exact upon Buddy next, Buddy made a brave attempt at freedom, leaping from the clutches of the creature and falling to the hard surface below. It must have been a hundred times his height, the distance that he fell. He tried to hop away, but was quickly snatched up again. Then the creature dangled him by one leg, but was reprimanded by the larger creature. Buddy then made another attempt at escape, this time falling onto his back and lying still, hoping that the creatures would assume he was dead, and leave him alone. His ruse failed, even though he tried it several more times - each time being scooped back up by the creature only to try again to escape. Finally, the creature set him in the soft grass near the bog, and Buddy was able to hop to safety. He's sure the creatures were performing some sort of experiments on him, and he feels he's lucky to be alive.

Was Buddy truly captured by the large creatures from the big box, or is this just a tall tale to get our attention? We may never know. Yet, if Buddy truly was dropped on his head that many times, it sure would explain why he's the "slow frog in bog".