Coyote was going along…
As usual he was ravenously hungry.
He passed by Buffalo-Bull and noticed his size.
‘No lack of sustenance there,’ he reasoned.
“Couldn’t you make me into a Bull?” asked Coyote.
Buffalo-Bull ignored him.
“If I was a Bull,” continued Coyote, “I could eat grass to my heart’s content and grow big and strong as you.”
“Stop bothering me, Coyote,” said Buffalo-Bull, “everyone knows you are incapable of following the simplest instructions.”
“This time I would,” pleaded Coyote.
Buffalo-Bull wandered away ignoring Coyote again.
But Coyote persisted…
As much to shut him up Buffalo-Bull eventually agreed to his demands, “go and lie over there,” he said.
Coyote went to lie down.
“Do not flee when I dash at you,” said Buffalo-Bull.
“I will not flee,” said Coyote.
Buffalo-Bull retreated to one corner of his field and commenced working himself up to frenzy…
He tore up turf.
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