He is plump, a little dumb, four year old blighter.
I was, on a story-telling mission, "Once there lived
a fat dog and a thin wolf"
"Say, five or ten."
"But I wasn't born then!"
"So what, listen now, the dog said-"
"I like COWS!"
"Be quiet! The dog asked the wolf, "why are you so thin?"
"the dog said."
"why was the dog thin?"
"No, no, not the dog, the WOLF was thin!"
"THAT is what the dog asked. He wasn't getting food regularly."
"The dog was not getting food?"
"NO, the WOLF was not getting food!"
"The dog ate it up?"
"Oh, NO, Brian, see the wolf couldn't get his meal everyday -"
"Because he lived in the jungle. He had to hunt for his prey."
"Everyday. And the dog lived with his master-"
"And his master used to eat his food?"
(Well, you know you got to have patience in cases such as these.)
"Look, the dog was happy with his master, as he was getting meal-"
"The master was getting meal?"
"BOTH the master and his dog, boy!"
"So the dog asked the wolf to stay with them, he won't remain hungry anymore."
"Then who will remain hungry?"
"NOBODY!" ( It's a far more difficult job than you think.)
"Then the wolf noticed a patch around the dog's neck, there fur had been worn off"
"THAT is what the wolf asked. Dog replied sadly, it
was the place a leather leash keeps him in control-"
"Dog controls the wolf?"
"Dog controls his master?"
"No, wait, see the master normally keeps the dog leashed"
"Now he will leash the wolf?"
"This is exactly what the wolf feared. Good, Brian! He said
I would rather die starving than be at your master's place- "
"The dog's, of course"
"The master will now die starving ?"-Well, amid the confusion my Sister called him.
I could hear him say, "Mom! Listen, Uncle told me a funny tale.
Five or ten years back there was a dog and his master,
They couldn't get meal everyday.
So the dog asked the wolf to stay with them,
his master will leash the wolf
and they won't die starving! . . ."