If I had more time, I’d write these fables myself. As it is, I can only give you the outline.
First fable. There’s a shepherd who listens to his sheep and lets them head into dangerous places, because it’s just what they want to do.
Second fable. There’s a wolf who had been busted for wearing sheep's clothing. But he goes to the shepherd who lets the wolf move in with the flock because the wolf assures him that he has had an “experience” and no longer has a taste for mutton.
Maybe they are the same fable. Maybe the shepherd just wants to be cool. Maybe the shepherd went to one of those shepherd schools where they teach you that to be a successful shepherd you must, at all costs, be liked.
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