The fox remembered that down an old, dusty road the humans had made, about a mile from their house, was a sheep farm. He had been there before, though it was a long time ago, before the wolf had started blocking off his meals. He grinned. This would be perfect! If the fox took the wolf to the sheep farm, he wouldn't have to make any more meals for him. There were enough sheep in there to feed a dragon, or something larger! And, if the wolf stuck around, maybe the farmer would catch him! Chuckling softly, the fox started his plan. The next morning, as he was talking, as regular, to the strict wolf, he mentioned the place. The wolf's ears perked up.
"A Sheep Farm you say. Hmm... Where is this place?" He asked, looking extremely hungry. After the fox had told him, the wolf insisted that they go there. The wolf hadn't eaten for a few days, so he was starving. Do you:
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