Born a tadpole he grew up to be a frog without a name. He lived in his own corner of a Irish bog and kept his tummy full by catching flies. One day a bullying toad arrived boasting that the bog was his and t of the frog. The toad also boasted that a princess would pass by and kiss him and he would become a prince. A princess did indeed arrive and the lives of both the toad and the frog changed dramatically, and the frog finally got a name.