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Once we had it, we caught a young crane and gave it a frog. He swallowed it. Gave another - swallowed. The third, fourth, fifth, and then we didn’t have more frogs at hand.

- Clever! my wife said and asked me:

How much can he eat? Ten maybe?

“Ten,” I say, “maybe.”

- What if it's twenty?

“Twenty,” I say, “hardly...

We clipped the wings of this crane, and he began to follow his wife everywhere. She is milking a cow - and Zhurka is with her, she is in the garden - and Zhurka needs to go there, and also goes to field collective farm work with her, and for water. The wife got used to him as to her own child, and without him she is already bored, nowhere without him. But only if it happens - he is not there, only one thing will shout: "Frou-frou", and he runs to her. Such a smart one!