This is Deputy Digby Pancake. I have heard that sometimes you get a frog in your throat. Well, sometimes you get a frog in your RV. Sometimes you get two frogs in your RV. Sometimes, they croak all night long in a never-ending symphony of croakiness that even cows wouldn’t come home to. Sometimes you wonder if life is trying to tell you something. Or the frogs.
First, the Scarlet Pimpernel and now two frogs want to join us in this Big Blue Treat Wagon RV for the ride. Well, we don’t even know where we are going after this in a month! So why did the frogs hitch a ride from Tampa? Why did the Scarlet Pimpernel hitch a ride back and forth too? Who else is in here? Mouse? You better have found another house. This sure isn’t big enough for us all at this point.
“Frog in a little pond can be much happier than fish in a vast ocean.”
First, we have one frog who decided he was going to hitch a ride in the skylight on the four hour journey to Jacksonville. Then, apparently his friend hitched a ride in the air conditioner. Which is broken, I might add. Coincidence? I think not.
“Frogs have it made, they get to eat what bugs them.”
Girl Person says that everything on this earth has something to say if we listen. Some we have to pay a little bit more attention to hear it, like the butterflies, or the ants. Some won’t let us ignore them, like the Scarlet Pimpernel or the 2 Traveling Frogs.
“Frog in the mud is happier than then man, because it has no ambition to reach the stars!”
But I think that everything has a bit of music to give to our ears. Because everything has its own song, its own tune. The strange thing is, often, we feel like we are being inconvenienced by the music. Maybe because we are in our own world. Maybe that is why the frogs croak so loud. No one would take time to hear them if they didn’t sing it loud and proud.
So I think that the best thing to do at this point with all of this music going on is to form a band. Who do you think would be the lead singer?
A band like ours would be hard to beat. 2 Traveling Dogs with 2 Traveling Frogs and a stylish, Scarlet Pimpernel. I would not know what to call our band though. What about just one word? Pancake? That way, fans would throw pancakes at us. The frogs could use them as lily pads. And the Scarlet Pimpernel could make a cushy bed for his nest out of one. Sheriff Brickle?
I know he would be the lead singer and try to steal all of the pancakes, but a lead singer gets too busy fighting off adoring fans. And since he has so much trouble expressing his emotions, I think that this job in the band is made for him. He can sing it. And still keep his day job of laying down the law while not seeming sensitive.
If not for the frogs, I would have never thought about the possibility of a band. And so, even though this Big Blue Treat Wagon is seeming more and more like the Partridge family..well…I’m kinda digging it. My name IS Digby.