The Octopus Who Cried Shark
retold from The Boy Who Cried Wolf
Deep down in Rodeo Reef, where the seaweed grows tall and the sand dunes roll, lived a young octopus named Cowboyapuss, the bravest little wrangler on the whole reef.
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His most important job? Watch over the herd of roly-poly sea-cows… and holler "SHARK!" if danger ever swam close.
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But watching sea-cows all day is slow work. So one afternoon, just to see what would happen, he cupped all eight arms round his mouth and yelled, "SHAAARK!"
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Quick as a current, the whole town raced over. Sheriff Seahorse, the Crabbe Brothers, even Granny Grouper, fins flapping, ready to save the day.
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But there was no shark. Just Cowboyapuss, giggling and turning pink with mischief. "Got ya!" The town was not amused.
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The next day, bored again, he did it once more. "SHAAARK!" Everyone rushed over… and again, nothing. "That's not funny, partner," frowned the Sheriff.
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Then, on the third day, the water went cold and dark. A real shadow slid across the sand, long and grey and hungry.
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"SHARK! SHAAARK!" cried Cowboyapuss, arms waving every which way. But down in town, nobody moved. "That little trickster," they sighed. "Not again."
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So he thought fast. He herded every last sea-cow safe behind the rock, then turned grey as the stone and green as the kelp, and held very still. The shark saw only rocks and kelp. It grew bored and swam away.
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That night, by the campfire coral, Cowboyapuss hung his hat low. "I'm sorry," he told the town. "From now on, when I holler, it'll be true." And it always was.
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