A tale for Crispy Doodle

Cabo the flightless frog

Chicken was tired. It was a very long time since he could do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. Long gone were the days when he would roam the pasture as a young cock looking for adventure and making friends along the way.
There were many other roosters and even a few hens who were willing to take his place, but he never felt that they would care for the flock the way he did.
Not only did chicken have the worries of the flock, but he had his own family to consider. His wife and he had grown less affectionate because of his kingly duties and the amount of time they spent together clucking seemed to grow less and less with each passing year.
Chicken strutted around the pasture lost in thought “If only I could find someone who could spell me for a while. I need a vacation.”
It just happened that at that moment, Cabo, the wandering frog, was looking for a quiet place to lay his head for the night. He was hopping along, not thinking much about anything in particular, you know just enjoying the sights.
As he cleared the tall grass a feeling of freedom and exhilaration filled him with wonder, making him take each successive hop higher and higher. With one exuberant, awe inspiring bound he flew straight into the air, over a fence post and landed spectacularly with a feather flying crash right on chicken’s crown.
Chicken and frog, Frog and chicken, Fricken and chog, they went tumbling end over end and plowed into a haystack at the bottom of a hill.Chicken and frog dazedly stared at each other. Cabo was the first to recover and apologize. Chicken straightened out his ruffled feathers and restored his regal appearance.
Assuring the frog that there was no harm done (to be honest chicken always enjoyed a roll in the hay) chicken questioned frog about what he was doing in his realm. Cabo explained that he was just passing through and needed a place to crash for a while.
Although the king did not appreciate the pun, an idea formed in his head. Here was the answer to his problems! It might be possible to leave the frog to run things while he got some much needed rest. He wouldn’t have to worry about the amphibian usurping the throne and was certain that nothing bad could happen in the interim.
He approached the frog with the idea and made sure that he laid it on thick. Chicken told him about the luxuries the free food, the service he would enjoy and how he really wouldn’t have to work; just sit around and make certain that no one got hold of the royal feather and crown.
Cabo thought that it might not be such an awful thing to help out a fellow, especially if the deal was sweetened with a nice place to stay.

This idea was met with much uproar at the hen house. Almost all of the chickens in the yard cried foul (sorry).
They couldn’t believe that their king would do such a thing. There were many complaints and the foremost among them was that Cabo possessed no wings and could not fly.
Chicken king realized that He would have to give up his plans for a well needed rest. There was no way that a frog could fly. Cabo leaned over and whispered in the kings ear and the bird brightened with a enthusiastic cluck.
A competition!
Cabo was put up against the chicken who was considered to be the best flying cock in the flock. They lined up, and at the command from the king the contest was off.
The champion flapped and flapped and strained against gravity to distance himself as far from the frog as his strength would allow. When he landed the crowd cheered! Never had a chicken flown so far and shown such prowess. When this contest was over they would not only get rid of that pesky frog there would be a new king as well.
Cabo looked over at the king who was visibly shaken. Chicken was thinking that instead of getting a little time to himself, he was about to lose everything.
At just that moment there was a hellacious grawp and Cabo launched himself into the air. He sailed into the sky and soared with the grace of an eagle. His shadow traveled over the king, the flock and their champion. He cleared not only the hens but a couple of pigs who wandered by to check out the action.
When he landed, Cabo was greeted with total silence. King chicken walked up to him and guided the new champion to his rightful place then he placed the crown on Cabo’s head and handed him the fair feather of Justice.
Cabo leaned in close to the king and croaked softly. “Go and enjoy you vacation everything will be fine.”Chicken open and closed his beak a few times stunned to silence, but before he could continue, Cabo slapped him on the back and said. “Thet youngin be strong, but he never had a chance.” Cabo continued, “Me gonna let you in on a lil’ secret king ol buddy, Everyone knows that chickens caint fly fer shit.”

Me not knowing when duty calls