human
Where-the-dog-ran.
gpt
Younger brother, what has made you fat?
human
Elder brother, said the Gray Fox,
gpt
I lie down on the trail in the way of those who carry crackers, and I pretend to be dead. When they throw me in the wagon, I lie there, kicking the crackers out. Then I leap out and start home eating. It is the crackers which make me fat. Elder brother, I wish you would do likewise. Elder brother, you have large feet, so I think will knock out a great many crackers.
human
It is not the first time he has acted in this way,