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O' uòlf and lo dog (liberally riadatted from a Fedro's tale)








Uàn day a big lupo, tired and affamed incontred a dog, beautiful, satoll and with a large smail on its mouth;
O' Lupo sgraned his luped eyes and asked the dog:
We! Comme facisti yu, dog, a become so robusted and fat, while me , the big WOLFE tieng more bones in the cuorp that meat?
The dog answered sincerely: " Dear wolf, you too could be laik mi , the important thing to do ist find a padron like MY padron, who give you gud Ciappi and krokkets.
And the wolf: Just this'? che cce vuo'? basta little, no?
The dog says again: it's not difficult but in change of Ciappi and crokkets you have to be a gud guard to defend the padron's house from bad ceffys and thiefs, abbaing every taim you feel a danger...isnt'it? It's a hard work!!!
Seeeeeeeeeee, replied the wolfe...Weee, dogghe, You dimentik I live in the wood all the year and amtaims over the top of cold mountain.. night and day, with sun a 45 grades and with snow and ice in the winter...
So I biliv tha your life is more confortable than mine...May I follow you so you present me some padron?
Yeah, risposed the dog, follow me....but while they are going towards the house the affamed wolfe looked at the neck:
It was full of livids and black signs and there wasn't signes of a loved dogghetta ,,, so he said to the dog:
Hey fratello, which tieni on the collo, yu casked in the pozzo? you wewrw attakked bay a pitt bulle???




No no, it's roba da poco...listen to me... my padron during the day put a big metallicchain around my neck so I abitue to sleep during the day and stay awake during the nait to make a gud dogguard...is it clear?
A chain???? urled the wolf...you are crazy!!!! but.. but,,,if you want to go and have che sacc... uàan picnic avec a doggessa? or to go to the bettols and have a sbronz with other friends??
The dog: I CANT GO AWAY! My place is here... in change of gud fud, a cuccias caldas and a doctor when i'm ill and teng o' cimurr...
The wolfe spalanked its black eyes and sayd to his friend:
no, no, at these conditions nun ce sto!
Fratello, tiette stritt stritt your privileges, your cuccias, your ciappi and krokkettes that I teng strett strett my empty stomach... bu vado indomme pare ...gudbay...
And the wolf went back toward its wood.

Moral of the fabulett???

FREEDOM is the most important thing in life!
Or not?
Dear friends, have a nice day...today and tomorrow (Domani non ci sarò per ALL DAY LONG!), mf




ph. Lucia Cartoni