Long ago, in Puerto Rico, the animals ate, slept, and snacked all day, every day. The queen of the forest, the parrot, knew this wasn't good, so she challenged them to a race. They each had great skills - the snake slithered, the pelican cawed, and the turtle just yawned - but they were excited and got ready to run. Everyone strutted their stuff except the frogs. Nobody paid attention to them. They were too tiny. Could this be their chance to get noticed?