Flattered, the rooster closed his eyes and began to cock-a-doodle-doo.
The fox then pounced, seized the rooster in her mouth, and ran off into the woods.
The farmer chased her, shouting, "That fox stole my rooster!"
"Mistress Fox, did you hear that?' squawked the rooster. "He said I'm his, not yours."
The fox shouted, "He's mine..." but as soon as she opened her mouth, the rooster flew away.
"I am not yours after all!" said the rooster, now safely persched in a tree.
Inspired by: Mille Fabulae et Una, a collection of Latin fables that I've edited, free to read online. I am not translating the Latin here; instead, I am just telling a 100-word version of the fable.
Notes: This is fable 49. Vulpes, Gallus, et Villicus in the book, which is very similar to Perry 562.
Inspired by: Mille Fabulae et Una, a collection of Latin fables that I've edited, free to read online. I am not translating the Latin here; instead, I am just telling a 100-word version of the fable.
Notes: This is fable 49. Vulpes, Gallus, et Villicus in the book, which is very similar to Perry 562.
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