𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙞 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘿𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙮

      A lone sheep was grazing in a large green field and wanted grass. A hungry and gray wolf lurked in the bushes, looking menacingly at its prey and getting down on all fours, preparing to run in pursuit. Then he ran out of the bushes with a roar and ran after the sheep. The sheep saw the wolf running after it, bleated in fear and also began to run. The wolf ran after her. The hooves jump and try to break away, and the paws run faster and faster. There was a fallen log on the way. The sheep ducked and slid under him, while the wolf jumped, grabbed the top of the log with its front paws, reached up and jumped off it, ran on, not forgetting to terribly scold and clatter its teeth. The sheep was so scared by the clicking of its teeth and roaring that it bleated even louder and, with bulging eyes, tried to run even faster. Ahead there was a turn to the right and the prey turned in time, while the predator slowed down, trying to hold on to the ground with its claws, lagged behind slightly, approaching the rock and ran on. The sheep ran along the path, turning between rocks and trees. The wolf also turned sharply and ran on. The sheep tried to run as fast as it could and tried not to look back. However, the gray coyote had already overtaken the furry animal, jumped, grabbed it by the waist with its front paws and threw it to the ground. He began to look at the sheep with terrible eyes and clenched teeth and hiss, and then he growled, wiping his mouth with terrible fangs. The sheep at first pretended to be afraid, and then with a smile she grabbed the wolf’s right long ear with her mouth, starting to tug at it and growl like a dog. The wolf was tickled by this and began to push the sheep away from him. — Okay, Dolly! Okay, okay, okay! You outplayed me again! Well done! It turned out that this hunt was not serious and the wolf and the sheep were simply playing predator and prey with each other. Mardy stood up on his hind legs first and helped Dolly the sheep herself to her hooves. A flying squirrel ran past and saw a wolf and a sheep getting along well with each other and walking together. The sheep skipped after the wolf, where he was going, into the gray one he walked calmly, like a man, sometimes looking around the beautiful forest, and sometimes looking at his girlfriend. Squirrel wondered how it happened that the wolf and the sheep were friends, because it was against nature. She descended to them on the ground and turned to the wolf with this question: — Excuse me, please! Tell me, how did it happen that you became friends and live together? — How did we become friends? Do you really want to know this? — Mardi asked and leaned towards the squirrel. — Certainly. You are completely different. You are a predator, and a sheep is a herbivore. It's against nature. Logically, you cannot be together. I'm not judging you, I'm just very curious. How did it happen that you bypassed logic here and began to live together? — Well then, sit down more comfortably, squirrel! — the wolf answers and sits down on the grass. Dolly jumped into his arms, like a cat, and the wolf began to stroke her and tell her: — This story is very long, stupid, funny, sad and a little scary. The squirrel sat down on the fly agaric's cap and began to listen to the wolf's story. — It all started a month ago.

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      In one clearing, a shepherd with a staff and a shepherd dog was watching over his flock of sheep. There were about twenty sheep and rams, not counting the children, of whom there were even more, and each minded its own business. Some communicated with each other using their usual sounds, some simply ate grass and did not bother anyone, and some watched the children. All the lamb and lamb children were very obedient, kind and well-mannered. They all listened carefully to their parents and followed them. All except one single sheep, which was stupid and disobedient. Her name was Dolly. More precisely, that’s her name now, but before that she didn’t have a name. Dolly mostly wandered away from the herd and acted stupid, like a pig. She was considered almost a disgrace in their herd. Even the dog and the shepherd were disappointed in this stupid sheep and thought about sending it to the barbecue? In general, her parents didn’t care about her either, because they had more important things to do. Therefore, the herd mostly did not pay attention to her. Dolly was lying somewhere far from them in a muddy puddle and did not sense the danger that was slowly creeping up on her from behind. Some green bush moved quietly and crept towards her. The gray and long ears of a wolf immediately appeared from the bush. It was Mardi himself who wanted to catch this stupid sheep and eat it. He jumps out of the bush and rushes at her, grabbing her with both hands. Dolly only managed to utter her “Bee!” The shepherd and the dog turned towards the sound and saw a wolf. — HEY!!! — the shepherd shouted and ran to the wolf. The dog barked and ran ahead of its owner to catch the wolf. The latter lifted his father and held her with both hands above his head. He stood calmly in place and looked at the dog itself, waiting for it to run too close to him. Just a couple more jumps and the shepherd dog is about to pounce on the gray one and bite him. At the last moment, he spins like a tornado and bounces to the right side and the dog misses. — Oley! — the wolf said proudly out loud, like Theodore against a bull. — Now I’ll show you how to steal my sheep, wolf! — says the shepherd and, raising his cane, prepares to hit the wolf on the head. The wolf threw the sheep very high, and then dodged the blow with the staff and hit the shepherd between the legs with his right hind paw. He screamed in pain and grabbed the sore spot. The herding dog ran behind and jumped, trying to grab the wolf. The latter bent down and the dog fell along with the owner to the ground. The sheep fell into the wolf's arms and he ran away, smiling maliciously and laughing evilly. When the shepherd got up, it was already late. He threw the staff to the ground and shouted: — Fine! Run! Run get out! Choke on this sheep to your health! I have enough for the rest!

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      The wolf kept running away and laughing evilly, holding the sheep above his head in his arms. He ran to a wooden house made of spruce logs and locked himself inside. Closed all doors and windows. Even a stove, if suddenly the game decided to escape through it. He then places the sheep inside a large white circle in the center of his house. Running his tongue over his cheeks, the gray one takes out a butter knife and a dumpling fork and prepares to eat this fat, furry animal. The sheep did not understand anything what was happening and where they had taken it. She looks at the gray wolf, straight into his eyes and smiles stupidly. From this look, Mardi seemed to lose control of himself and could not bring himself to continue approaching her threateningly. The sheep even made its usual sound. The wolf bulged his eyes, clenched his teeth, then squinted and shouted: — DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT!!! I do not have any other choice. I am forced to go out hunting and get my own food in order to survive in the forest. This is a well-known law of nature. You are a herbivore, and I am a predator. Predators always hunt herbivores and eat them. You are my prey! So don't even try to persuade me! Now I'll eat you. But even after this explanation, he could not get his act together to do what he wanted. It was as if his conscience was tormenting him and forcing him not to do it. But the stupid sheep still did not understand anything and continued to look at the wolf, smiling. She even tilted her head to the right side and began to scurry again. Coming out of the circle, the sheep, like a cat, began to rub its head against the left hind paw of the gray one. The sheep clearly liked the wolf and was not at all afraid of him. Mardi lowered his ears and cheeks, and made his eyes sad. It was as if my arms had lost strength and sank down on their own. He dropped the fork and knife from his hands to the floor and said: — That's it!... Now I won't be able to eat it! The sheep skipped towards the table and stretched its front hooves onto the table, trying to stay on its hind hooves, like a cat. There was nothing to eat on the wolf’s table! Two empty plates. There was only one pie with something inside. The sheep takes the pie into its mouth and tries to chew it. — Stop! Stop! This is my mince pie. This is not edible for you! — The wolf tried to stop her and, taking the pie in both hands, tore off a large half of the pie. The sheep chewed and swallowed a quarter. The wolf still had a bitten pie in his hand, and inside was a small gray belly and the tail of a mouse sticking out. — What's happened? — Mardi asks himself and, taking the mouse by the tail, pulls it out of the pie. The mouse began to twitch with its arms and legs, trying to free its tail from the wolf's fingers. The mouse even tried to bite his fingers so that he would let go of it in pain. Kus and the wolf screamed, holding his fingers. The mouse fell to the floor and ran away. The sheep just stood aside and watched the mouse run away. The wolf, rubbing his bitten fingers, looked menacingly at the fleeing mouse. — Come back, rodent! But the mouse did not listen and ran on. The wolf ran after her like a cat. The mouse ran through the wolf's cave and the latter ran after it on all fours. At one moment, the wolf almost grabbed the mouse with its clawed paws, but the latter ran under the carpet and hid there, deciding to run and hide there. The wolf began to try to grab and hit with his palms the moving bump on the carpet with his front paws. Dolly, seeing what the wolf was doing, mistakenly decided that it was just such a fun game and ran to the wolf to join him. The sheep also began to try to press down the moving bump on the carpet with its hooves. — Go away, you stupid sheep! Do not disturb me! — Mardi asked, but Dolly does not listen to him, since she is enticed by such a game and continues to try to supposedly help him. Mardi quickly ran back to the kitchen, took out a broom and returned, deciding to squash the mound. However, the bump in the rug has disappeared somewhere. That's why the mouse ran to the sofa. Mardi took aim with the broom and threw it like a spear. He aimed the broom directly at the mouse, but unfortunately missed and ended up right in the drawing of himself as a child. And right in the eye. — Ugh! — he said, covering his real eye, imagining how much it would really hurt him if a broom actually hit him in the eye. The mouse ran away and hid in the closet. Mardy ran there and opened the door, when suddenly a mouse from the top shelf of the pantry threw him a bowling ball, hoping to hit the wolf on the head. Only Mardi managed to take a step back and the ball fell into his hands, after which he tried to hold on to this weight. The stupid sheep ran to the wolf and jumped into his arms, thinking that this way he wanted to hold her and that ball. Because of this, his load in his hands outweighed and the wolf ran with his back to the wall, crashing into it. At this time the mouse jumped from the top shelf of the pantry and ran onto the table. Mardi ran with the sheep in his hands and slammed the mouse with the sheep itself, hoping to crush it. But as soon as he raised his hands with the sheep, the mouse ran on, safe and sound. The wolf again beats the mouse with the soft wool of the sheep and ten more times, but the mouse only became dizzy, but she herself was unharmed. Throwing the sheep aside, the wolf picked up a baseball bat and began hitting the floor, hoping to crush the mouse. It hits the floor, and hits, and hits, and hits, but it just misses and misses. The mouse had already jumped and clung to the towel that was hanging by the table, where the wolf was ironing clothes with his old iron with coals. The wolf, out of anger, swung the bat so hard that he hit it from the side and the mouse, along with the towel, was thrown to the ceiling, and then it crashed into the wall and fell on the desktop with the drawings. Mardi ran up and again tried to hit her with a bat, already at the table. When the mouse was climbing up the shelf with books, the wolf hit the shelf and although the mouse fell from the shelf to the floor, the shelf also twitched and moved a box of billiard balls on top. As if by a protective reflex, the wolf ducked down and covered his head with his hands. Fortunately, these balls did not cause him any damage. They just pushed him slightly as he fell. At this time, the mouse ran straight to the exit door to the street. — Well no! You will not leave! — the evil wolf hissed through his teeth, picked up one ball and threw it straight at the mouse. The mouse did not have time to dodge and was hit on the back with a ball, after which it fell and lost consciousness for three seconds. Having come to her senses, she looked around and saw how an evil wolf with a maniacal smile was preparing to kill her, swatting her with a bat, like a fly with a fly swatter. The mouse did not have the strength to run further and all that could be done was to bulge his eyes and stretch out his hand, begging the wolf not to kill him. Gray's eyes widened at what he saw and his lips formed a pipe, not understanding why he was asking him not to do this. Out of fear that this predator almost killed her, the mouse rolled her eyes and fainted. Mardy looked questioningly at the fainting mouse and at his bat, with which he had frightened it so much that it lost consciousness. However, he no longer cared. He decided to finish off the unfortunate creature so that it would no longer suffer. Dolly saw what the wolf was about to do, made her short sound and ran to the mouse, standing in its defense and looking at the wolf with her eyes, begging him not to do this. Dolly even enlarged her pupils, making them larger and thereby begging even more forcefully not to kill the mouse. — Stupid sheep! Leave before I kill you too! The sheep widened its eyes at what it heard. For the first time she was afraid of the wolf and realized that this was not a friend for him. He is a bad dog, as she thought of him. Shedding tears, the sheep ran away screaming, knocking down the door of the wolf's house and galloped away. The wolf was left alone with the mouse. Mardi, having decided not to give a damn about this crybaby, still decided to finish off the mouse. However, for some reason he doesn't do this. He couldn't kill the mouse while it lay unconscious. She looked so defenseless and didn’t even resist him in any way. The wolf, no matter how much he wanted it, could not bring himself to kill such a defenseless creature. Through force, he made his gaze angry and tried to swing, but again his conscience tormented him and seemed to say to him: — "Do not do that!" At one point, with sad eyes, the wolf grabbed his long ears with his hands and pulled them, screaming at the ceiling as if in shame. But be that as it may, he covers his eyes, turns away and still hits the floor with the bat.

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      The crying sheep, shedding tears, ran at that time with a long cry through the forest. At this time, a bespectacled fox was resting in the forest. He heard a sheep crying and screaming and he wondered who was roaring like that? — I smell game in the forest! — Rufus said to himself and went out hunting, sniffing with his nose and looking for prey by smell. The sheep at this time was still running and crying all the way. She ran to the escape and threw her face into the stone wall. She stood there facing the corner and continued to scream and cry. The bespectacled fox crept on his paws behind the sheep and, like a cat, slightly twitched his paws in place, preparing to attack his prey. He was sneaking around and did not notice how he accidentally stepped on a branch with his front right paw, which immediately crunched. Rufus closed his eyes and clenched his teeth in fear. He expected the sheep to hear him. Fortunately, she was still crying, standing in the corner. The cunning and bespectacled fox continued to sneak, but this time he stepped on the smallest cow pat with his other paw. It was disgusting and the fox wiped his paw on a couple of green leaves on the ground. Rufus wanted to take another step, but there was another branch in the way again. This time he carefully walked around it and grinningly looked at the branch itself, moving away from it, when suddenly he stepped on and did not notice the third branch. She also crunched and the fox shouted: — A-A-A-A-A-A-A!!! ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? WHAT FOOL PLACED THE BRANCHES HERE??? The sheep stopped crying when it heard someone scream and turned around. The fox realized that she had noticed him and there was nothing more to do. You’ll have to attack right away and he’ll jump, screaming, stretching his paws forward. Dolly immediately realized to run forward and the fox flew over her fur. The sheep ran even further, but in the opposite direction. — COME BACK, BEEFSTEAK!!! — the fox shouted to her and ran after her. The sheep tried to run as fast as possible, and the fox almost caught up with it, running on all fours and hissing like a snake: — You can't run away from me! Dolly screamed and made her usual sounds as loud as she could to call for help. However, no one responded. The fox with glasses had almost reached it and grabbed the sheep by one of its legs with its teeth. There was a log on the way and, imagining that it was a fence, Dolly jumped over it. Rufus, fixated on clicking his teeth and eating the sheep, did not see the log in front of it and did not have time to freeze it when he crashed his teeth into the log itself. Then he took out his mouth and began to spit wood chips out of his mouth. — Ugh! Ugh! That's disgusting! — he says to himself. Dolly ran to a cliff and below there was a river with rocks. She didn't dare jump there. Immediately the fox himself came running with glasses. — Gotcha, goat-sheep. — he says and approached her threateningly. He extended his left front paw, and the sheep only had time to think of biting the fox's hand with its teeth. Rufus screamed and picked up a wooden stick, deciding to hit the sheep. — I'll teach you how to bite a predator, splinter! Suddenly the fox freezes, as if he had been hit on the head with something. Then he falls and Mardi appeared behind him with a frying pan in his hands. It was he who hit the fox on the head with it. — How are you? — he asks the sheep. She, looking at the wolf, was less frightened and so she ran to the gray one in a hug. — Mardi! — Rufus quickly woke up and stood up, rubbing his bruised head. — What are you doing? — Why are you attacking a defenseless sheep? Who asked you? — the wolf asks the fox sternly. — This is my territory and I hunt here. She's my prey. Who gave you the right to attack me and take my spoils for yourself? — asks the bespectacled fox. — She’s not prey... She... — the wolf looked at the sheep, who was crying and just begging with her eyes not to give her to him. — She’s my pet who just ran away without my permission and got lost. Rufus laughed incredulously at what he heard. The little fox even beat his fists on the ground with laughter. — So I believed you! You are a fool, you simpleton! — Don’t call me a fool, otherwise I’ll give you a fist. — the wolf threatened with his right fist. — You can’t beat me, I’m wearing glasses! Rufus explained, pointing his left finger at his glasses, which he wears on his nose. — What if I take them off you? — asks Mardi. Rufus looked somewhere in the sky, thought and said: — A! Well, yes. If you take my glasses off, then you can generally beat me, because I won’t wear glasses for now. Mardi did just that. He took Rufus' glasses from his nose and punched him in the nose. The fox grabbed his nose and shouted: — WHAT ARE YOU, A FOOL??? MY POOR NOSE!!! IT HURTS!!! AND IF I HITT YOU IN THE EXACT SAME WAY, WILL YOU BE PLEASURE??? After shouting, he tried to hit the wolf, but the latter managed to dodge the blow, simply moving to the side. After all, the fox couldn’t see anything without glasses. And most importantly, he did not see where he was hitting and missed, although he mistakenly thought that he had hit. The wolf grinned and, to mock him, replied: — Missed! — Give me back your glasses! Rufus demanded, extending his right hand forward. — You will get them back if you promise that you will never touch my sheep with even a finger or tooth again. Only honestly and without cunning, I know you. — Mardi says sternly. The fox rolled his blind eyes, whose pupils were gray and cloudy. He raised his left hand up and began to say proudly: — I am Rufus Darwin the fifty-fourth, I give my honest and uncunning fox word to the wolf Mardi Winterson Fangblood the thirteenth that I will never again in my life and for anything touch your stupid sheep with my teeth or fingers. The wolf smiled and put the glasses on the fox’s eyes. And then I gave him a contract with a pen. — Now write it down here so that it’s clear that you’re deceiving me. Otherwise, if you break your promise, then you will have claims from the entire forest for breaking your word of honor that you gave. The fox rolled his eyes again, but still took the pen in his left hand and left a signature in the form of his name at the bottom of the contract. Mardy folded the contract signed by Rufus into a bundle and hid it in his left ear, stuffing it deep there. He did not feel or receive any pain or damage from this. — Now go home and be a good little fox. My friend needs to take a walk in your clearing and eat some fresh grass. — he asked his bespectacled friend. — Fine! Eat! — The fox raised both hands and went to his home. — Such a booty and such a mood ruined me. Also my friend! Dolly was glad that the wolf did not give it away to the predator and jumped into the gray one’s embrace. The wolf smiled and also hugged the sheep back. After that they went back to his cave. More precisely, it was the wolf himself who walked, and the sheep itself followed, skipping along. They returned home to Mardi and the latter sat down on the blue sofa and reached his hands up. The sheep jumped to the empty bowl and began to lick it. Stupid! Mardi looked at this stupid sheep and thought that it would probably be better to return it back home to that same shepherd with the dog.

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      Holding Dolly in his arms, the wolf walks along the path and leaves his forest, returning to his meadow. But only the shepherd and the rest of the sheep were no longer there. The wolf was surprised, and the sheep was a little sad. Her native herd left without her and left her alone. Gray did not want to believe it himself and decided to find all these sheep and the shepherd by smell. Fortunately, he had already met them, had contact with them and remembered their smells. Smelling the scent of the shepherd, he and the fluffy one headed further on their way. By this time the sun was slowly sinking to the ground and going into sunset.

***

      We've arrived! Before the eyes of the wolf and the sheep was the very farm where she lived. All the flocks of sheep had already been herded into the barn along with other animals and began to prepare for bed. Even the shepherd dog and the shepherd himself went to their home and rested before going to bed. A gray anthropomorphic wolf, holding a small sheep in his arms, slowly tiptoed towards the barn. The doors slowly creaked open and they went inside. The black horse woke up first and, seeing the wolf, neighed in fear and began to shout: — WOLF!!! WOLF!!! WE WERE ATTACKED BY A WOLF!!! BR-R-R!!! WOLF!!! Mardi was as scared as the horse and decided to quickly leave the sheep in the barn and run away. A dog immediately ran out of the house, starting to bark at the wolf, and the shepherd took out a gun and began shooting with real cartridges. He fired once, but fortunately missed and shot at his mailbox. — OH YOU, GIANT GRAY RAT!!! YOU DESTROYED MY MAIL!!! The shepherd dog waited to bark and run after the wolf. She had almost reached him and almost grabbed him, but at the last moment the wolf stopped abruptly, turned around and made a cross with two wooden sticks, similar to a crucifix. The dog stopped, looked at the cross in surprise for about a minute, and then laughed, pointing his finger at the sticks. While the dog was laughing, the wolf threw out his sticks, took out a baseball bat and with one blow threw the dog back to its owner. — ROCKY!!! — the shepherd shouted and caught his dog, throwing away his gun. Mardi managed to run into the forest and hid behind the trees. Before leaving, he decided to check how they would accept the sheep back to them. He climbed onto one branch and folded his hands in front of his eyes as if he had binoculars. He saw how the lamb, which he had returned to its owner, approached the shepherd’s feet. He and the dog turned their attention to her and for some reason were not happy. Vice versa. He was outraged. The man even tore off a branch from one of his bushes and hit the poor guy like a whip. — HOW DID YOU EVEN GET HERE, YOU STUPID GOAT!!! WHY DID YOU BACK HERE!!! I THOUGHT THIS GRAY WOLF EATED YOU!!! Mardi widened his eyes and thought: — “How dare he treat her like that?” — UNFITABLE, VILE AND DISOBEDIENT ANIMAL!!! YOU NEVER LISTENED TO ANYONE!!! NEITHER ME NOR YOUR PARENTS!!! IT WOULD BE BETTER TO BE TORN TORN IN THE FOREST AND EATEN!!! — he continued to shout and continued to beat. The shepherd dog barked and even ran up and bit Dolly painfully on the front right hoof. From what he saw, the wolf’s heart began to bleed. He could not stand by and watch how the owner cruelly treated his own livestock. While the shepherd and the dog were beating, biting and torturing the unfortunate animal, the wolf came running, grabbed the shepherd's gun and poked the shepherd in the back with it. — HEY, YOU!!! — he shouted. — STOP TORTUREING HER IMMEDIATELY, YOU FLAMMER!!! The shepherd got scared and raised his hands up. Even the dog whined and sat down, afraid of the wild wolf with a gun in his hands. The shepherd turned and knelt down. — Don't shoot, please! Gray, have mercy! —he begged the wolf for mercy. — Why are you mocking your own pet sheep? Even I would never behave like that with prey. — I am not guilty! Forgive me, sir wolf! — What kind of wolf am I to you, sir? By the way, I have a name. My name is Mardi! — Sorry, Marty! — Di! There's a "D" at the end, not a "T"! — Okay okay! Sir Mardi! Do not be angry! All the animals on my farm are obedient and well-mannered. Only this sheep is the only one who grew up naughty and never listens to me or her parents. I tell her that she needs to go home, but she just wants to continue walking and doesn’t want to go home. No matter how much I point and order her, she still doesn’t listen and does the opposite. I've tried everything and don't know how to make her listen to me. And when you took away her skills, I was only glad. But you returned her to us and I simply could not resist and decided to let out all my anger towards her. — So this is how it is! You're worse than her, so what do you know? You yourself should be whipped for cruelty to animals. Especially with their children. — Out of anger, Mardi removed the safety and prepared to shoot. — Please don't shoot! I won't do this again! Honestly. Just take it from me please. If you weren’t going to eat it yourself, then at least let it live with you and torment you with its disobedience! — asked the shepherd. Mardi looked at Dolly, who was crying and holding back her tears, looking at the wolf himself. — OK. I'll take your sheep for myself. Let him live with me in love and without bullying! But under two conditions! Firstly. Don't you dare hit any of your animals again! And secondly: — first, he threateningly raised the sight of the gun on the man’s head, which made him even more frightened. Then the wolf put the gun away and said: — Give me something to eat! I haven't eaten anything since the morning. — Fine! I'm coming now! The shepherd kept his promise and gave the wolf six meat pies, a jar of fresh milk and four eggs from the chicken coop. The wolf gave the shepherd his gun back and, as promised, he took what the shepherd gave him in his left hand, and the unfortunate sheep in his right hand, and went home with her.

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Once at home, Mardi laid the unfortunate sheep on his bed and, taking out a first aid kit, began to lightly smear the bruises deep in its fur with hydrogen peroxide and brilliant green. The sheep twitched slightly, because it was painful and hissing. — Hush hush! — the wolf calmly tells her and strokes her head. — Good sheep! — Having finished treating her, he stuck on adhesive plasters and rocked her like a child until she fell asleep. — Good girl. You are just like that kind, stupid and naive girl Dolly from that cartoon. You know, I’ll call you that! Dolly! — he puts her back on the bed, and he goes to the chair and sits down at it. “Now I won’t be alone anymore.” The wolf takes out the first pie and smells how good the meat smells. Suddenly he hears the mouse wake up and squeak. He tears off a small piece of the pie and taps his finger on the table on which the house was made. From this very house looked out the same mouse that Mardi had previously wanted to kill, but changed his mind. The mouse ran and took in its front paws a piece of the pie that the wolf gave it. Still, the gray predator became attached to both animals. Dolly noticed that same mouse and, realizing that he was alive, stopped crying. With a smile on his face, looking at the wolf himself, he slowly fell asleep, believing that this best friend would love her and would not forbid her anything. And most importantly, he will protect you, he will never betray you, he will never give you away to anyone.

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— That's how it all happened. — Mardi finishes. Squirrel was shocked with her eyes bulging. The wolf and the sheep went on their way, deciding that the squirrel would then recover from the shock on its own. Dolly jumped into the wolf's arms and the wolf, having nothing against it, carried her along with him further along the path.