A gaunt wolf was almost dead with hunger when he happened tomeet a house-dog who was passing by. "Ah, cousin," Said the dog. "I knew how it would be; your irregular life will soon be the ruinof you. why do you not work steadily1 as I do, and get your foodregularly given to you?" "I would have no objection," Said the wolf, "If I could onlyget a place." "I will easily arrange that for you," Said the dog; "Come withme to my master and you shall share my work." So the wolf and the dog went towards the town together. Onthe way there the wolf noticed that the hair on a certain part ofthe dog's neck was very much worn away, so he asked him how thathad come about. "Oh, it is nothing," Said the dog. "That is only the placewhere the collar is put on at night to keep me chained up; itchafes a bit, but one soon gets used to it." "Is that all?" Said the wolf. "Then good-bye to you, masterdog." 
Better starve free than be a fat slave. 