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Once upon a time there was a wolf, and there was a sheep. The sheep strayed from the flock, got lost in the forest and remained to live there. And the wolf is a native forest. We met a wolf and a sheep, and made friends with each other.

The summer was well lived around warmly, satisfyingly, why quarrel here!

In the fall, they somehow washed away, and winter came - they had a bad time. The wolf's paws are freezing, the sheep's tail trembles from the cold.

Here is a sheep and says:

Come on, wolf, let's build ourselves a house. We will heat the stove in the house, winter in the warmth. And the wolf is too lazy. He says:

It is you, sheep, people are used to living under a roof. And I feel so good.

She built herself a hut, with a stove and a couch. And now she is not afraid of winter. The warmth of the sheep.

And the wolf prowled, prowled through the forest and howled. The frost grows stronger every day, and there is nowhere to hide. No matter how lazy, you need to build at least some kind of house.

The wolf scooped up the snow into a pile, trampled it down with its paws, swept it up with its tail, somehow built an ice hut.

Yes, then, as if on purpose, the sun came out, and the ice roof melted over the wolf, the snow walls collapsed. Again a wolf without a home.

How to be? What to do?

The wolf went to the sheep, stood in front of the hut and said:

Lamb, lamb, open the door. The frost is cracking in the yard, and my nose and ears are frozen. Let me at least warm your face.

The sheep took pity on the wolf and opened the door of the hut. The wolf thrust its muzzle into the crack, stood, stood, and said again:

Lamb, lamb, my front legs are frozen, let me step on the threshold.

The sheep opened the door wider, allowed the wolf to step on the threshold. Yes, the wolf is not enough.

Do you hear, lamb, how the wind howls? -Says the wolf.-My sides are completely icy. Let me warm my sides too.

A sheep has a soft, sheep's heart. -Well, -she replies, -I will not lose heat, warm up, wolf, your sides.

The wolf climbed into the hut to the very tail and says:

Thank you, lamb, now it's very good. I'm only afraid the tail will freeze. Without a tail, all my wolf beauty will be lost! - Eh, wolf, - says the sheep, - well, you are a master of begging! You ought to walk around the villages with a bag. Okay, warm up the tail too.

That's all the wolf needs. He jumped into the hut, looked around, and jumped onto the stove. Curled up and is not going to leave.

So he lay there until evening. Warmed up, steamed, and he wanted to eat. So he says to the sheep:

Sheep, sheep, isn't it time to sleep? Climb on the stove, I'll move - and you have enough room.

No, wolf, - the sheep answers. - I still have no time. My spoons are not washed, the flour is not sifted. If I can handle it, then I'll go to bed.

The wolf lay, lay, waited, waited, and dozed off.

I woke up at night. Wow, how hungry you are! The belly failed. Fumbled with his paw - there is no sheep on the stove. The wolf jumped to the floor and let's look for the sheep. Only the sheep is cunning: it hid from the wolf in the dustbin. The wolf did not find her.

In the morning, the sheep chuckles:

Why did you not sleep at night, who, gray, was looking for? He poked his nose in all corners, did not find, gray, sheep.

The wolf lay on the stove all day. Towards evening he felt even more hungry. Again he calls the sheep:

Get in, lamb, on the stove. It's warm here, it's good here.

The sheep answers him:

Wait, wolf. I still haven't put the dough on my bread, the wood isn't chopped. If I manage, I will climb onto the stove.

The wolf again did not wait, fell asleep. At night I woke up angry, hungry. So, it seems, he would howl, but he was afraid to scare the sheep. He fumbled around with his paw - empty. The sheep did not come to the stove to spend the night - it knows the habits of the gray.

The wolf jumped to the floor. Poking back and forth in the dark. There is no sheep anywhere.

In the morning, the sheep laughs at the wolf again:

Eh, wolf, what are you prowling for at night, whom are you looking for in the corners? I was sitting under the sourdough, looking at you gray.

So the third evening has come. Again the wolf calls the sheep to the stove, and the sheep dissuades:

What are you, wolf! It's too early to sleep. My floors are not swept, the rugs are not shaken out.

The wolf fell asleep. At night he woke up and began to look for a sheep.

He overturned the dustbin, overturned the sourdough - there is no sheep anywhere. The wolf is completely hungry, it even clanks its teeth with hunger.

She sees a sheep - the good will not end.

In the morning she ran out of the hut. She began to walk through the forest, digging with hooves in the snow. Found a cranberry berry. Gathered that berry in a heap, began to roll on it. I smeared all the wool with red juice. Then she grabbed a long rod and ran back to the hut.

Became under the window. Knocks on the frame with a rod, shouts in a terrible voice:

Is there a wolf in the hut, is there a gray one on the stove? I've bitten seven wolves and I'll get to that!

The wolf looked out the window. He sees - there is a terrible, shaggy beast, all smeared with blood, it must be - a wolf?

The wolf was frightened, tail between his legs, but rather out of the hut. Huddled into the wilderness and does not show his nose from there.

And the sheep washed off the red cranberry-berry from its wool with snow and healed calmly in a warm hut.

The old Estonian fairy tale "The Wolf and the Sheep" teaches us to respect people who have lent a helping hand and rescued you from a difficult situation.

The sheep fought off the flock, and so it remained to live in the forest, making friends with the wolf.

Winter came, it became cold and the lamb offered the wolf to build a warm house, but he was lazy and did not want to help the lamb.

So she built the hut herself, in which it was warm and cozy. The wolf froze in the cold and asked to go to the lamb's house, which took him in, regretting it. The wolf did not appreciate this attitude and decided to eat the lamb. But she was smart and brave and was able to defeat the ungrateful wolf, driving him out of her warm hut.

Once upon a time there lived a wolf and a sheep in the same forest. The sheep, having strayed from the flock, got lost in the forest, and so it remained to live in it. And the wolf lived in that forest for a long time, he was like a home to him. The animals met once and decided to make friends. It was summer in the yard, everywhere it was warm and satisfying, it was a sin for them to quarrel, and there was no reason at all. The fall was already worse, but when winter came, they had a bad time. The animals were freezing from the cold, the wolf's paws almost fell off, the sheep's tail. So the sheep decided:

It's very cold outside. Let's build ourselves a house. We will live in it all winter, heat the stove.

And the wolf was completely lazy, so he answered her:

Oh, you sheep. We got used to living with people forever, warm under the roof. And I feel good, I'm used to it!

The sheep did not argue with the wolf, built a hut for itself, in which there was a good stove and a bed. And the wolf was running around the forest, completely worn out. He had to think about how to hide from the frost. He did not particularly try, shook the snow into a heap, stamped it down with his paws, crushed it with his tail, and so the hut came out of the snow. But when the bright winter sun came out, the snow walls melted and the hut collapsed. The wolf was left without a home, he had nothing to do, he came to the sheep.

Dear sheep, it's such a bitter frost in the yard, let me at least warm your nose.

I felt sorry for the wolf sheep, she opened the door. Then the wolf stretched out its head, stood for a while and spoke again:

Lamb, lamb, can I put my paws on the threshold, otherwise they are completely frozen.

The sheep opened the door more, allowed the wolf to step on the threshold, but the wolf still does not calm down:

Sister, listen to how the wind howls strongly, let your sides warm up, open the door a little more!

Well, I'm not sorry for the warmth, move into the hut, warm your sides.

The wolf climbed into the hut up to the tail and said:

Oh, how warm and good it is now! Thank you sister. But I'm afraid I'll be left without a tail, my wolf beauty will disappear in the cold, it will disappear!

Oh you, beggar! You can walk around the village with a bag, beg for food. So be it, warm your tail.

The wolf ran into the hut and quickly settled down on the stove. He lay all day, not budging, and in the evening he wanted to eat.

Sister sheep, it's time to go to bed. Get on the stove with me, there will be enough space for both, - the wolf suggested in a gentle voice.

I do not want to sleep yet, and there are still many things to do. These spoons are not washed, flour is not sown. I can handle everything, then I'll go to bed.

The wolf did not wait and fell asleep. Woke up in the middle of the night from hunger. I ransacked everything around me, there is no sheep nearby. Jumped to the floor and let's look for the sheep. And she turned out to be cunning: she hid in a trash box. The wolf never found her.

In the morning, the sheep climbed out of the box and quietly began to laugh at the wolf:

Why did you sleep so badly at night? I ransacked all the corners, but did not find me.

The next day the wolf lay on the stove, and by evening he was so hungry that he again called the sheep to him:

Get on the stove, dear! It's so warm and cozy here!

Wait, wolf. My business has not been redone yet: the bread dough has not been set, the wood has not been chopped. When I can handle it, I'll lie down to you.

The wolf did not wait for her and fell asleep today. At night, I woke up again from hunger, almost howling. I ransacked everything, but, not finding a sheep, went to bed.

Three days passed in this way. Every evening the wolf called the sheep to the stove, and she dissuaded. The sheep realized that it would not end so easily. In the morning I ran out of the hut, dug up cranberries in the snow, and rolled in this berry from head to toe. Soaked in red juice, grabbed a long rod and ran to the hut. She stopped at the window and shouted:

Isn't the wolf lying there on the stove? I've already bitten seven of them, I'll get to the eighth now!

The wolf looked out the window, saw the beast smeared with true wolf blood, and was so frightened that in an instant he jumped out of the hut. And the clever sheep fell out in the snow, washed off the juice from itself and healed again in its warm hut.

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Well, there was a wolf, and there was a sheep. The sheep strayed from the flock, got lost in the forest and remained to live there. And the wolf is a native forest. We met a wolf and a sheep, and made friends with each other.
The summer was well lived around warmly, satisfyingly, why quarrel here!
In the fall, they somehow washed away, and winter came - they had a bad time. The wolf's paws are freezing, the sheep's tail trembles from the cold.
Here is a sheep and says:
- Come on, wolf, let's build ourselves a house. We will heat the stove in the house, winter in the warmth. And the wolf is too lazy. He says:
- It's you, sheep, people are used to living under a roof. And I feel so good.
She built herself a hut, with a stove and a couch. And now she is not afraid of winter. The warmth of the sheep.
And the wolf prowled, prowled through the forest and howled. The frost grows stronger every day, and there is nowhere to hide. No matter how lazy, you need to build at least some kind of house.
The wolf scooped up the snow into a pile, trampled it down with its paws, swept it up with its tail, somehow built an ice hut.
Yes, then, as if on purpose, the sun came out, and the ice roof melted over the wolf, the snow walls collapsed. Again a wolf without a home.
How to be? What to do?
The wolf went to the sheep, stood in front of the hut and said:
- Sheep, sheep, open the door. The frost is cracking in the yard, and my nose and ears are frozen. Let me at least warm your face.
The sheep took pity on the wolf and opened the door of the hut. The wolf thrust its muzzle into the crack, stood, stood, and said again:
- Sheep, sheep, my front paws are frozen, - let me step on the threshold.
The sheep opened the door wider, allowed the wolf to step on the threshold. Yes, the wolf is not enough.
“Do you hear, lamb, how the wind howls?” Says the wolf. “My sides are completely frozen. Let me warm my sides too.
A sheep has a soft, sheep's heart. .-Well, -she replies, -I will not lose heat, warm up, wolf, your sides.
The wolf climbed into the hut to the very tail and says:
- Thank you, sheep, now it's very good. I'm only afraid the tail will freeze. Without a tail, all my wolf beauty will be lost! - Eh, wolf, - says the sheep, - well, you are a master of begging! You ought to walk around the villages with a bag. Okay, warm up the tail too.
That's all the wolf needs. He jumped into the hut, looked around, and jumped onto the stove. Curled up and is not going to leave.
So he lay there until evening. Warmed up, steamed, and he wanted to eat. So he says to the sheep:
- Sheep, sheep, isn't it time to sleep? Climb on the stove, I'll move - and you have enough room.
The sheep looked at the wolf. The voice is kind, and the eyes are angry, hungry.
- No, wolf, - the sheep answers. - I still have no time. My spoons are not washed, the flour is not sifted. If I can handle it, then I'll go to bed.
The wolf lay, lay, waited, waited, and dozed off.
I woke up at night. Wow, how hungry you are! The belly failed. Fumbled with his paw - there is no sheep on the stove. The wolf jumped to the floor and let's look for the sheep. Only the sheep is cunning: it hid from the wolf in the dustbin. The wolf did not find her.
In the morning, the sheep chuckles:
- Why did you not sleep at night, who, gray, was looking for? He poked his nose in all corners, did not find, gray, sheep.
The wolf lay on the stove all day. Towards evening he felt even more hungry. Again he calls the sheep:
- Get in, lamb, on the stove. It's warm here, it's good here.
The sheep answers him:
- Wait, wolf. I still haven't put the dough on my bread, the wood isn't chopped. If I manage, I'll climb onto the stove.
The wolf again did not wait, fell asleep. At night I woke up angry, hungry. So, it seems, he would howl, but he was afraid to scare the sheep. He fumbled around with his paw - empty. The sheep did not come to the stove to spend the night - it knows the habits of the gray.
The wolf jumped to the floor. Poking back and forth in the dark. There is no sheep anywhere.
In the morning, the sheep laughs at the wolf again:
- Eh, wolf, what are you prowling for at night, who are you looking for in the corners? I was sitting under the sourdough, looking at you gray.
So the third evening has come. Again the wolf calls the sheep to the stove, and the sheep dissuades:
- What are you, wolf! It's too early to sleep. My floors are not swept, the rugs are not shaken out.
The wolf fell asleep. At night he woke up and began to look for a sheep.
He overturned the dustbin, overturned the sourdough - there is no sheep anywhere. The wolf is completely hungry, it even clanks its teeth with hunger.
She sees a sheep - the good will not end.
In the morning she ran out of the hut. She began to walk through the forest, digging with hooves in the snow. Found a cranberry berry. Gathered that berry in a heap, began to roll on it. I smeared all the wool with red juice. Then she grabbed a long rod and ran back to the hut.
Became under the window. Knocks on the frame with a rod, shouts in a terrible voice:
- Is there a wolf in the hut, is there a gray one on the stove? I've bitten seven wolves and I'll get to that!
The wolf looked out the window. He sees - there is a terrible, shaggy beast, all smeared with blood, it must be - a wolf?
The wolf was frightened, tail between his legs, but rather out of the hut. Huddled into the wilderness and does not show his nose from there.
And the sheep washed off the red cranberry-berry from its wool with snow and healed calmly in a warm hut.


The tale of a sheep, a fox and a wolf

The peasant's sheep ran from the herd. A fox came to meet her and asks:

- Where is God taking you, gossip?

- Oh-them, godfather! I was with the peasant in the herd, but my life was gone; where the ram will fool, and all I, the sheep, are to blame! So I decided to go where my eyes were looking.

- And me too! - answered the fox. - Where my husband catches a chicken, and all I, the fox, are to blame. Let's run together.

After some time they met a biryuk.

- Great, godfather!

“Hello,” says the fox.

- Are you wandering far? She answered:

- Where the eyes look! - Yes, as she told about her grief, Biryuk said:

- And me too! Where the she-wolf slaughters the lamb, and all I, biryuk, are to blame. Let's go together.

Let's go. On the way, he says to the sheep:

- And what, sheep, you are wearing my sheepskin coat? The fox heard and picked up:

- Really, godfather, yours?

- That's right, mine!

- Swear?

- I'll swear!

- Will you go to the oath?

- Well, go kiss the oath.

Then the fox noticed that the men had set a trap on the path; she led the priest to the very trap and says:

- Well, kiss here!

Just a little bit foolishly stuck a priyuk - and the trap clicked and grabbed it by the face. The fox and the sheep immediately ran away from him, good-hearted.

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Poor Sheep lived in a fairytale village. She was so white and fluffy that even a speck of dust did not dare to fall on her beautiful fur. Poor Sheep wrote poetry all day or even at night. Sometimes even forgetting about food.
Her poems were about everything in the world. If it was raining outside, then they turned out to be very dreary. And everyone who read them immediately began to cry bitterly.
And if a bright sun was shining on the street, then the poems turned out to be joyful. And everyone who read them immediately began to laugh merrily.
Poor Sheep was loved and respected by everyone. But not everyone she gave her attention. Poor Sheep believed that only those who admire her poems can have the honor of being her friend.
The Titmouse and the Duck admired Poor Sheep more than others. They lived together in a house not far from her and came to visit every day.
"That's who understands me best!" - Poor Sheep liked to tell everyone in the village.
If, suddenly, someone began to write poetry, then Titmouse and Duck would immediately appear. They began to scold the poets:
- You are mediocrity! Better than the Sheep, no one has ever written poetry and will never write! Know this! And you better stop doing what you don't know how!
And soon in the whole village no one even tried to write poetry. And Poor Lamb was more and more proud of herself. But she could be forgiven for this, because she wrote talented poetry.

And in the dense forest lived an evil and insidious Gray Wolf. He also wrote poetry, but no one ever even tried to read them. For everyone believed that they were the same as the Gray Wolf himself - terrible and evil. But he continued to write, since only poetry could save the Gray Wolf from loneliness. After all, no one loved him or respected him as the Poor Sheep. And the Gray Wolf wanted so much to have friends!
One day, he decided to visit the Poor Sheep.
"So I go to her and find out the secret of her success. She writes such wonderful poems and she has so many friends," thought the Gray Wolf, getting ready for the trip.
He brushed his teeth, combed his hair and even tied a bow on his tail. And then he collected a large bouquet of the most beautiful wildflowers: cornflowers, daisies, bells and violets.
"Here, I will give them to the Poor Sheep. They are very tasty," thought the Gray Wolf and went to the village.

Meanwhile, Poor Sheep was sitting in her little house and watching the fairy tale "The Wolf and the Seven Kids" on TV.
- Well, this goat is stupid! And the kids are just fools! Yes, if I were in their place, the Wolf would have walked around the house in seven miles! - she was indignant.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door.
"Probably, this is Titmouse and Duck. I will tell them that I am very tired and I want to be alone," thought Poor Sheep, and asked aloud:
- Who's there?
“It's me, Gray Wolf,” was heard from behind the door.
"And what did this mediocrity need from me? I would sit in my den, but write my stupid rhymes!" - she thought, and said aloud:
- Sorry, Wolf, but I have a lot of things to do. So I'm afraid I won't be able to give you even a minute.
As soon as he left, she waited a little and quickly went out onto the porch. Seeing the bouquet, she thought: "Well, at least some benefit from this mediocrity!"
Quickly grabbed the flowers and bolted and locked the door. But I didn't put the bouquet in a vase, but ate it, didn't even leave a flower.

And the Gray Wolf came to his gloomy den, sat down at his desk and thought: “Well, why am I so unlucky? After all, in my entire life I have not offended even a butterfly! I eat only vegetables and fruits, and my body simply does not accept meat. And everyone around is shouting, they say, he is evil and insidious! Fear him! He will catch him and eat it right away, he won't even leave a bone! I would like to know who is spreading such rumors about me. I just would have a heart-to-heart talk. It's a pity that Poor Sheep is so busy. Well, nothing, I'll look back in a week. "

Meanwhile, Titmouse and Duck dropped in to Poor Sheep. They just stopped by to check on her.
- Oh, girls, how much fear I have endured today! The wolf came to me! Growling like a Lion! I got rid of him by force! - said Poor Sheep to them.
- And what did this mediocrity need from you? What if he ate you? After all, he is evil and insidious! - Titmouse exclaimed anxiously.
- Oh, girls! As soon as I saw him, I immediately felt sick! - said Poor Sheep.
- How I feel sorry for you, friend! After all, you are so white and fluffy! Anyone can offend you! The Duck exclaimed.
“Today I’ll ask the Rooster to shout loudly to the whole village the next time the Gray Wolf appears,” said Titmouse.
- That's right, and it should be done! So that this mediocrity should be discouraged to frighten the Poor Sheep! The Duck exclaimed.
- This is the only way we can protect you, honey! No place for the Gray Wolf among us! - Titmouse did not calm down.
Poor Sheep made a sad face and said:
- Excuse me, girls, but I'm so very tired, I already feel sleepy.
- Then we'll go, honey. Lie down and rest. After all, I have endured such horror, - said Titmouse and went home with the Duck.
When they left, Poor Sheep, bolting and locking the door, drew the curtains over the windows. And then she took out a magic book from the chest. I opened it and read: "To be loved by everyone, you have to pretend to be poor and unhappy. But never openly talk about anything with anyone. After all, everyone around is fools ..."
-What a smart book! What would I do without her! After all, it was she who taught me how to make the Gray Wolf the most miserable in the world. I told everyone that he is the most insidious and evil. And everyone believed me, because there is no one smarter than me in the whole wide world! And these faithful girlfriends are just fools! They seriously think they need me! Yes, I allow them to bask in the rays of my great glory! - reasoned the Poor Sheep.

So the week passed. The Gray Wolf brushed his teeth, tied a bow to his tail, and even took a dip. Then he picked up a whole bunch of daisies, cornflowers, violets and bells again.
Looking in the mirror, he thought: "And what is so terrible about me? Teeth are like teeth, ears are normal. Okay, it's time to go to the village."
The Gray Wolf still hoped that Poor Sheep would reveal the secret of his success.

As soon as he appeared in the village, the Rooster immediately shouted to the whole neighborhood:
- Beware! The wolf has appeared!
- Well, why are you shouting like a scalded one? I don’t eat meat at all, ”he said.
- I know that you are evil and cunning! Well, leave the village before Polkan comes! - Rooster did not stop.
- Well, you are a fool, brother! - exclaimed the Gray Wolf and went to the house of the Poor Sheep.
And the Rooster flew to the dog Polkan.
The Gray Wolf knocked on Poor Lamb's door.
- Who's there? - she asked, pretending that she did not know who had come.
- It's me - the Gray Wolf. Open, please, - was heard from outside.
- Oh, excuse me, please. The fact is that I have a bad cold and sneeze. Suddenly I'll infect you inadvertently. Come back another time, - said Poor Sheep.
The saddened Gray Wolf put the bouquet of flowers on the porch and went back to the forest.
As soon as he disappeared from sight, Poor Sheep immediately jumped out onto the porch, grabbed the flowers and quickly disappeared into the house, closing the door with a bolt and lock. Then she quickly ate the whole bouquet. "What a fool! He believed! And the flowers are delicious!" She thought.
Immediately someone knocked on the door again.
- Who's there? Asked Poor Sheep in a low voice.
-- Sweet! Are you okay? - the worried voice of the Dog Polkana was heard.
Poor Sheep immediately opened the door and almost rushed into his arms.
- Save me, Polkanushka, from this damned Gray Wolf! After all, he came, cursed, today! I almost broke down the door! Shouted loudly that I almost fainted! Yes, he threatened to eat me! She lamented.
- Don't be afraid, dear! I will go to him today and have a good talk with him! After all, you are so white and fluffy that anyone can offend you! - exclaimed the Dog.
- Thank you, Polkanushka! What would I do without you, unfortunate! - Poor Sheep did not appease.
At that moment there was another knock on the door.
- Who's there? - asked Polkan.
- It is we, Titmouse and Duck, who came to see Poor Lamb, - obeyed from behind the door.
- Well, that's nice, girls. You stay here with her then, and I will go to the forest to the Gray Wolf, - said the Dog and left.
- Oh, girls! What have I suffered from this villain today! Not the light of day came! Threatened! Like, if I don't open the door, it will break it down! Thanks to the Rooster - I warned Polkana in time! - Poor Sheep lamented.
- And what does he want to do, cursed! Apparently he really decided to squeeze you out of the light! - exclaimed Titmouse.
- Villain! .. It is a pity that I was not with you, otherwise I would have shown him where the crayfish winter! The Duck echoed her.
Poor Lamb made a tired face and said:
- Do not be offended, girls. Something I was so scared, I already wanted to sleep.
- Then let's go, honey. And you lie down and rest, - said Titmouse and went home with the Duck.
"Here, you fools! Believe it! And Polkan is no smarter than them! Now, probably, he is going to the Gray Wolf's lair. That's good! I should get rid of the Gray Wolf. And then, suddenly, he will find out who the rumors are. dissolves about him. Otherwise, he will not be - and I live more calmly, "- thought the Poor Sheep.
She closed the doors with a bolt and a lock, and then draped curtains over the windows.

Meanwhile, the Dog Polkan has already come to the lair of the Gray Wolf. He was not afraid of anyone and therefore never closed the doors. Polkan entered the den and saw that the Gray Wolf was sitting at his desk and writing something. The dog coughed softly. The Gray Wolf turned around and looked at him questioningly.
- Hello, brother. Poor Sheep complained about you. She said that you came today and almost broke down her door. Stop it! Otherwise I won't see that we are brothers with you! Kindly please, forget the road to the Sheep. And don't go to the village at all - you just scare everyone. Sit in your forest and write to yourself! - said the Dog Polkan.
- Yes, it was not, honestly! I came to her, knocked politely, and she said she was sick. Then I went home, - the Gray Wolf answered him.
- And you think that I will believe you? Everyone knows perfectly well that you are evil and cunning! And the Lamb is all white and fluffy. In general, I warned you! Show your nose in the village - blame yourself! - said the Dog and left.
"It turns out interestingly, I'm telling the truth - no one believes! And Poor Lamb lies ... No, she can't do that! Poor Lamb is so white and fluffy! She's just not capable of lying! It's probably the Rooster who confused everything with fear. Well, okay, in a week I'll go to the village and find out everything from him, "thought the Gray Wolf and sat down to write poetry again.

A week passed. In the village, by order of the Dog Polkan, a squad was created. It included, besides himself, the Rooster, the Ram, the Goat and the Bull.
- Rooster, as soon as the Gray Wolf appears, do not shout, but quietly fly to me. Got it? - asked Polkan.
And, unsuspecting, the Gray Wolf calmly entered the village. Although the Dog warned him, he was not afraid of anything in the world. As soon as the Rooster noticed the Gray Wolf, he immediately flew to warn Polkan. And the Gray Wolf went to Poor Sheep's house and knocked on the door.
- Who's there? She asked.
- Open it, it's me, the Gray Wolf. Do not be afraid, because you know that I am a vegetarian and do not eat meat at all, - was heard from behind the door.
- Sorry, but I can't let you in. You see, the rain that rained yesterday flooded my whole house. And now the dirt is knee-deep. I'm afraid that you will get dirty all over, - Poor Sheep answered him.
“So let me fix your roof and help clean up the house,” the Gray Wolf offered her.
"I’m attached to something, mediocre! Well, nothing, I’ll be more cunning than him! In vain, perhaps I studied a magic book!" - thought the poor Sheep, and said aloud:
- Thank you, of course, but Bull has already promised me to repair the roof. And my friends will help in the house. You are ... come later.
The saddened Gray Wolf put the bouquet on the porch and went back to the forest.
And Poor Sheep, after waiting a little, quickly took the flowers. Then she bolted and locked the door. Then she covered all the windows with curtains. She took out four plates, three saucers, a large soup bowl, and my favorite teacup. Then she picked them up and smashed them on the floor, scattering shards all over the house. Then she took out all the clothes from the closet, along with the bedding, and scattered it all over the floor. I dipped a bandage in tomato juice and bandaged my head with it. And also a little bit on the white and fluffy fur. Then she lay down on the bed and began to wait for Polkan.

Soon there was a knock on the door.
- Who's there? - asked Poor Sheep in a barely audible, suffering voice.
- It's me, dear, Polkan, - was heard from outside.
Poor Lamb opened the door and immediately, as if she felt bad, fell into the hands of the Dog. Polkan was seriously scared for her! He took her carefully in his arms and laid her on the bed.
- What's the matter with you, honey? Polkan asked worriedly.
Poor Sheep sighed heavily and answered:
- The Gray Wolf came again. And I, you fool, take it, and let him into the house. So he will jump on me, and how he will start to beat me. You see - the whole head is covered in blood. Then he broke all the dishes in the house, and scattered all the linen on the floor. He is sick, Polkasha, very sick! We need to do something with him urgently. And then he will take, and again he will offend someone, -
- So, maybe it's worth calling the Cat, let him examine it? After all, a doctor, after all, - the Dog suggested anxiously.
- No, perhaps, if it gets worse, I'll go to the Cat myself. What have you decided to do with the Gray Wolf? - she answered him in a “dying” voice.
- We will tie him up, but we will bring him to the village - let everyone decide what to do with him, - said the Dog Polkan and was about to leave.
- Who are you going to see him with? Poor Sheep asked him again.
- With the Rooster, the Goat, the Ram and the Bull, - the Dog answered her.
“Then ask the Goat to come to me, and let the aloe take it with him,” Poor Sheep asked him.
- Okay, I'll tell him. Just don't detain him much, we need to bring the Gray Wolf to the village until evening, - Polkan answered her and left.
- That's not a problem! You can't let the Gray Wolf be brought to the village! It's good that the Goat is! He will deliver me from mediocrity with his sharp horns! But if he refuses, I will remind him that not without his help all the poets in the village stopped writing! I can tell a lot more about him! They'll believe me - I'm all so white and fluffy! she thought.
Soon the Goat came up.
- Listen, not in service, but in friendship - save me from the Gray Wolf! And then ask for whatever you want, the Poor Sheep asked him.
The goat, looking at her intently, approached her. He imperceptibly dipped his finger in the "blood" and tasted it.
- Well, you are cunning, Poor Sheep! Everyone, even old Polkana, has twisted around her finger! But I immediately realized that it was tomato juice! But do not be afraid - I do not give out my own! - exclaimed the Goat.
The paint has gone off Poor Sheep's face, because she was terrified!
"Well, nothing, save me from the Gray Wolf, and then I will get rid of you too!" - she thought, and said aloud:
- I knew that you can always be relied on!
As soon as the Goat left, there was a knock on the door again.
"Who else has it brought?" - thought Poor Sheep, and asked aloud, in a barely audible voice:
- Who's there?
- Open, dear, it's us, Titmouse and Duck, - was heard from behind the door.
Poor Sheep let them in immediately.
- Poor, you, poor! The villain is completely mad! The Goat told us everything! - Titmouse lamented.
- Well, nothing, now he, the accursed villain, will be brought to the village! All together we will judge him! The Duck exclaimed.
Poor Lamb made a sad face and even reeled a little.
- Okay, honey, you rest, and we'll go home, - said Titmouse and left with the Duck.
And Poor Sheep, having closed the doors with a bolt and a lock, curtains all the windows. Then she turned on the player quietly and began to dance.
- Why do I need someone? I'm a good friend to myself! She thought, spinning around the house.

Meanwhile, Polkan, Goat, Ram, Rooster and Bull have already reached the lair of the Gray Wolf. When they went inside, they saw that he was quietly sitting at his desk, writing something in a notebook. Without warning, Polkan and his companions pounced on the Gray Wolf. They tied him hand and foot.
- What are you doing? - asked the Gray Wolf.
- Do not pretend to be a poor sheep, villain! I warned you - forget about the Poor Sheep! And you did not listen to good advice - now blame yourself! We will take you to the village, and let everyone decide what to do with you! - the Dog Polkan growled angrily.
- Why stand on ceremony with him! - Suddenly exclaimed the Goat and strongly butted the Gray Wolf with his sharp horns in the stomach.
He immediately fell silent and lost consciousness.
- What are you doing, Goat ?! - Polkan exclaimed.
- Sorry - could not resist. I really feel sorry for the Poor Sheep, - he answered quietly.
- Rooster, fly quickly after the Cat. Let him come here urgently! - asked Polkan.
- Since it's my fault, then I'll go for him myself! - exclaimed the Goat.
“Well, okay, just try to be quick,” Polkan allowed him.

As soon as the Goat reached the village, he immediately went to the Poor Sheep.
- Trouble! Polkan sent me for the Cat! What to do? He shouted.
- Did you hit the Gray Wolf hard? - Not hiding a smile, asked him Poor Sheep.
- Do not worry! Not long left for him - the horns are sharp! - the Goat exclaimed, calming down.
Poor Sheep looked at him intently and said:
- Listen, go to the cellar and choose whatever you want.
The unsuspecting Goat fulfilled her wish. And Poor Sheep, as soon as he went down to the cellar, immediately closed the lid with a lock.
- What are you doing this? - the Goat asked her uncomprehendingly.
- Here sit down, oholonis a little! When Polkan comes back, I'll tell him that you were with the Gray Wolf! And I'll tell you something else! They will believe me, because I am white and fluffy! - Poor Sheep answered him.

Meanwhile, Polkan, worried that the Cat had been gone for a long time, sent the Rooster for him. And the Gray Wolf was getting worse and worse!
“Brother, I really didn’t do anything to Poor Sheep. I came to her, knocked politely, and she said that the roof was leaking and the whole house was flooded with rain. I offered to help her, and Poor Sheep said that Bull promised to help fix the roof, ”he said barely audibly.
- I did not promise her anything! Poor Sheep and I don't talk at all! - exclaimed the Bull.
- Yes, and it seems strange to me. After all, I myself, at her request, repaired the roof of the house last week. Even today it was dry there. I don't understand anything! - said Polkan.
The Rooster and the Cat came up.
- Well, why did you take so long ?! - exclaimed the Dog.
“As soon as the Rooster informed me, I immediately ran here,” answered the Cat, examining the Gray Wolf.
- I sent the Goat for you. It's strange somehow, - said Polkan.
- But I didn’t see him! - exclaimed the Cat.
“I don’t understand,” said the Dog.
- Urgently bring me clean water, sphagnum and plantain leaves! - ordered the Cat, and everyone rushed to carry out his order.
Soon, everything was done. The cat washed the wound and sewed it up, then applied sphagnum on top.
- Let it lie down for an hour, but the "dirty" blood will absorb. And then I'll put the plantain, ”he said.
- Thank you, Cat. I will never forget your kindness, ”said the Gray Wolf quietly.
- Do not be afraid, the wound is not deep. Lie down for two weeks without moving - everything will heal. And I will come to you every morning, - answered the Cat, smiling.
- That's what, Bull, stay with the Gray Wolf - suddenly what will be needed. And we will go to the village - we will figure it out, - said Polkan, and together with the Cat, Ram and Rooster left the den.
“Excuse us, Gray Wolf, because we thought you were evil and treacherous,” said the Bull.
- Come on, I understand everything. Someone spread evil rumors about me, and you believed. And, after all, in all my life I have not even offended a butterfly. After the hunters took my parents, I was raised by the Hare. So, I don't eat anything but vegetables, ”he answered, smiling.

Meanwhile, Polkan with his companions had already approached the Poor Sheep's house. Loud music and laughter sounded from behind the doors.
- This is strange! After all, if she feels so bad, why is she having fun? - thought the Dog, knocking on the door.
Immediately the music ceased and a quiet voice asked:
- Who's there?
- Open it, dear, it's me, Polkan, - answered the Dog.
Poor Sheep immediately opened the door.
- Did you feel better? - asked Polkan.
- No, only worse. How is the Gray Wolf? Have you brought him to the village? She answered with a question.
- No more Gray Wolf! The Goat's horns turned out to be too sharp! - the Dog did not begin to tell the truth.
- What a pity for him, even though he is a villain, - barely hiding a smile, said Poor Sheep.
- Did you happen to see the Goat? Polkan asked her.
- I'm in the cellar! - suddenly heard a voice.
- Come on, dear, open, - the Dog asked the Poor Sheep gently.
That had nothing to do.
- It was she who persuaded me to get rid of the Gray Wolf! And she has tomato juice on her bandage! - the Goat shouted as soon as he got out of the cellar.
- He's lying everything! This is only his handiwork! After all, he was at the same time with the Gray Wolf! - exclaimed the Poor Sheep.
- Stop, dear, humiliate yourself. We will figure it out, - said the Dog calmly and together with the others left her house.
"The main thing is that I got rid of the Gray Wolf! And then I'll somehow get out of it!" - thought Poor Sheep, smiling.

The dog asked the Rooster to look after her, but more closely.
- Well this is necessary! So white and fluffy, and for so long she drove us all by the nose! Wait until the Gray Wolf recovers, then we'll find out the whole truth, - Polkan told him.
They agreed with the Cat and the Ram that they would be dumb like fish.

Two weeks passed. During this time, the Bull and the Gray Wolf became best friends. The cat visited the den every day. And the Gray Wolf read his poems.
- And they are nothing ... But Poor Sheep said that you are mediocre, - said the Cat once.
- Yes, she cannot say that! - exclaimed the Gray Wolf.
Finally, the Cat allowed him to get up and said:
- You will come to me tomorrow.

Morning came, and the Gray Wolf and the Bull went to the village. They gathered a bunch of cornflowers, daisies, violets and bells.
- This is for the poor Sheep! After all, she is so white and fluffy! - said the Gray Wolf.
As soon as they arrived in the village, Bull went home. And the Gray Wolf to the Poor Sheep.
- Who's there? She asked when he knocked on her door.
- Open it, it's me - the Gray Wolf, - he answered.
- It can't be! His same Goat right in the stomach ... "Cheated!" - she thought, and said aloud:
- Wait, honey, I'll let you in now.
And as soon as he entered, she immediately ran to the Titmouse and the Duck, forgetting to close the doors. And the Gray Wolf remained standing with a bouquet of wild flowers on the doorstep.
- What's with her? He thought.

And Poor Sheep has already reached the house of her friends.
- Save! Help! I only trust you! The Gray Wolf has come again! Broke down the doors! I barely ran away! She lamented.
- Let's run soon! - Titmouse exclaimed, grabbing a rake.
- Yes, rather! - Duck echoed her, taking an ax.

When they ran to the Poor Sheep's house, the Dog Shelves was already waiting for them there, along with the Ram, Rooster, Bull and Cat.
- Well, honey, will you tell everything yourself? The Dog asked Poor Sheep.
- Excuse me! I will never be like this again! She roared.
- Why are you, Polkan, talking so rudely to our friend! - Titmouse exclaimed reproachfully.
But when Poor Sheep told everything, everything, Titmouse and Duck didn't even want to hang out with her anymore.
- Not always the Gray Wolf is cunning and evil, and the Poor Sheep is white and fluffy. The worst thing is when Evil is hiding under the guise of Good, deceiving everyone around, - said the Dog Polkan.

No one wanted to communicate with Poor Sheep anymore, and she, having collected her things, left this fabulous village forever. There was no more rumor or spirit about her.

 

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