A wolf, driven from the cold and inhospitable steppes of Central Asia, was trying to establish itself in Europe.
In his busy life, he had already devoured two little red riding hoods, several grandmothers, a little thumb and dozens of little dogs abandoned on the motorway rest areas.
In summer, he would feast on these little animals so easy to eat.
Attached to poles, ready to be eaten without moderation… He only had to bend down to shop!
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One day, the taste of meat passed to him.
All this blood, these cries, these movements tired him.
It was getting too tiring and messy.
A particularly tough grandmother was the trigger.
His meat was tasteless and, above all, he broke two teeth on his too hard bones.
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In short, the wolf took a liking to vegetables.
One morning he was walking through a clearing of a large forest trying to restore his health after an unconscious smoker had
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