Once upon a time, a mighty king rode his stunning chariot, pulled by six gleaming white horses. When the day turned into night, the horses went back to their stables, while the chariot with its leather harnesses was left out in the palace courtyard.
Late that night, a sudden downpour of rain softened the chariot's leather harnesses. The palace dogs, seeing this, thought, "Oh, what a chance to play!" Silently, they scampered into the courtyard and chewed on the lovely, soft straps. They had their fun the whole night, then sneaked off just as the sun was about to rise.
In the morning, the stablemen discovered the damaged chariot. Shocked, they went to the king, saying, "Dear King, the chariot's leather straps were destroyed overnight. It seems like the work of dogs who chewed on the beautiful straps."
The king became angry and ordered, "Get rid of all the dogs in the city!"
When the dogs heard about the king's command, they felt very scared. All the city's dogs, nearly seven hundred of them, went to their wise chief, who was known for his kindness and bravery.
"Why are you all so sad today?" asked the wise dog chief, seeing their gloomy faces.
"We're in danger!" they told him, "The king believes we chewed the chariot's leather straps and now wants us all gone."
The chief thought, "No city dog could've gone into the palace. It must've been the palace dogs. I'll prove it to the king and save all of us."
Bravely, the chief walked to the palace. Even though men were ready to harm him, they couldn't, charmed by the love in his eyes. He walked past the guards and into the hall of justice where the king sat.
After a moment of silence, the dog chief spoke up, "Dear King, why do you want to get rid of all the city dogs?"
The King answered, "They destroyed the royal chariot's harnesses."
"But do you know which dogs did it?" asked the chief.
"I don't know," the King admitted, "so I ordered all city dogs to be gotten rid of."
The chief then asked, "But what about the palace dogs? Are they spared?"
"Yes," the King replied, "Only the palace dogs are allowed to live."
"Is that fair, dear King?" the chief asked gently, "Why are palace dogs innocent while city dogs are blamed? Is this your justice?"
The King fell silent, then asked, "Then, wise chief, who really is to blame?"
"The palace dogs," answered the chief.
The King asked for proof, so the chief suggested, "Let's bring the palace dogs here, give them kusa grass and buttermilk, and see what happens."
Once the palace dogs ate the kusa grass and buttermilk, bits of chewed leather fell from their mouths onto the ground. The real culprits were revealed.
"I see the truth in your words," the King acknowledged, "You've taught me a valuable lesson. Justice should be fair and impartial, no matter who is involved. From now on, all the city dogs shall enjoy royal care and good food every day."
And so, all the city dogs lived happily ever after.
Once upon a time, in a kingdom not too far from a giant candy mountain, there was this super cool king. He had a chariot that was like the sports car of fairytales, pulled by six horses with manes so shiny, they probably used unicorn shampoo.
As the moon climbed into the sky, looking a bit like a glowing cookie, the horses took a bedtime break in their cozy stables. But the chariot? Oh, it was left outside, feeling a bit lonely and underdressed without its horses.
Suddenly, the clouds went all teary-eyed, and down came the rain! It made the chariot's leather straps squishy and soft, like big gummy worms.
The palace dogs, always on the lookout for mischief, thought, "Oooh, chewy treats!" So they sneaked out, tiptoeing in their imaginary doggy shoes, and munched on the straps like they were at an all-you-can-eat candy store.
Morning came, and the stablemen's eyes popped out like they’d seen a dancing carrot! They raced to the king, "Your Majestic Coolness, your chariot's had a bit of a makeover... by some naughty canines!"
The king puffed up like a startled blowfish. "Banish all the dogs! They’ve chewed my ride!"
Now, the city dogs caught wind of this and went all wide-eyed and waggly-tailed. They all barked their worries to their wise dog chief, who was as clever as a fox wearing glasses.
"Why the droopy tails, gang?" asked the chief.
"The king's gonna send us on a one-way trip out of here because of some chewed-up leather!"
The chief, always with a trick up his furry sleeve, said, "Hmm, this sounds fishy... and not the yummy kind. Let's go have a chat with Mr. King."
So, wagging and wiggling, he trotted into the palace. The guards wanted to stop him, but one look into his soulful eyes, and they melted like chocolate in the sun.
"Kingy," the chief began, wagging his tail, "Why you blaming all of us city dogs for a chewy mistake?"
"Somebody's chewed my chariot, and it wasn't me!" declared the king.
"But did you check your palace dogs? Maybe they wanted a midnight snack?"
The King scratched his royal chin. "Hmm, didn’t think of that."
"Let's give those palace pups some green grass and a sip of buttermilk. Trust me on this," said the chief with a wink.
And would you believe it? Out from the palace dogs' mouths came bits of that chewed leather. Busted!
The King laughed, "Oops! My bad! Thanks for setting things straight. From now on, every dog gets extra treats and maybe a chariot ride, huh?"
And just like that, the tails wagged, the dogs barked joyfully, and everyone lived happily and chew-free after.
King and chariot, both so grand,
Gleaming horses took a stand.
Day turned night, the moon took flight,
In the courtyard, something's not right.
Raindrops fell, leather turned soft,
Palace dogs thought, "Now's our loft!"
Chewed the straps throughout the night,
Snuck away at morning light.
Stablemen found straps all torn,
Told the king one sunny morn.
"Straps are chewed! A mystery!
Must be dogs, quite clearly!"
King was mad, his face turned red,
"Banish dogs!" he angrily said.
Seven hundred pups in fear,
Ran to Chief, their leader dear.
"What's the fuss? Why so glum?"
Asked the Chief, "Why's everyone numb?"
"King's decree! We must be gone,
Chariot straps were chewed upon!"
Chief thought quick, "A plan I've got,
I'll prove the palace dogs were caught.
I'll walk the halls and face the King,
And put an end to this terrible thing."
Through the guards, his eyes so kind,
Into the hall, the King he'd find.
"Why banish us?" the Chief inquired,
"Straps were chewed!" the King was tired.
"Which dogs though? Do you really know?"
The Chief probed, with wisdom to show.
"All but palace pups," the King declared,
"Isn't that a judgement unfairly shared?"
King was silent, then he spoke,
"Who's to blame for harness broke?"
"Palace dogs," the Chief's reply,
"Kusa grass will make them comply."
Palace dogs were called at once,
Ate the grass, the truth ensconced.
Leather bits fell from each snout,
Who was guilty, there was no doubt.
"Justice served," said the King,
"Wise Chief, you've taught me everything.
City dogs will eat like royalty,
In my kingdom, that's a guarantee."
From that day, each dog did say,
"Life's so good in every way!"
Fair and just, the King did learn,
In each heart, love found its turn.
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