THE WOLF AND THE LEAN DOG
A WOLF prowling near a village
one evening met a Dog. It happened to be a very lean and bony
Dog, and Master Wolf would
have turned up his nose at such
meager fare had he not been
more hungry than usual. So. he
began to edge toward the Dog,
while the Dog backed away.
"Let me remind your lordship,"
said the Dog, his words interrupted now and then as he dodged a
snap of the Wolf's teeth, "how unpleasant it would be to eat me
 now. Look at my ribs. I am
nothing but skin and bone. But
let me tell you something in private. In a few days my master
will give a wedding feast for his
only daughter. You can guess
how fine and fat I will grow on
the scraps from the table. Then
is the time to eat me."
The Wolf could not help thinking how nice it would be to have
a fine fat Dog to eat instead of
the scrawny object before him.
So he went away pulling in his
belt and promising to return.
Some days later the Wolf came
back for the promised feast. He
found the Dog in his master's
yard, and asked him to come out
and be eaten.
"Sir," said the Dog, with a
grin, "I shall be delighted to have
you eat me. I'll be out as soon
as the porter opens the door."
But the "porter" was a huge
Dog whom the Wolf knew by
painful experience to be very
unkind toward wolves. So he
decided not to wait and made
off as fast as his legs could carry him.
Do not depend on the promises of those whose interest it is to deceive you.
Take what you can get when you can get it.