A dragon stands on a forest path and grabs all the passing beasts by the scruff.
Grabs the first one.
“Who is this?” the dragon asks.
“It’s Bear,” the bear replies with a trembling voice.
The dragon takes out a notebook, makes a note in it and says, “Come to me tomorrow at 9am for breakfast; I will eat you. Any questions?”
“None!” the running bear exhales.
Again, someone runs nearby, and the dragon raises another beast into the air.
“Who is this?” the dragon asks.
“It’s Wolf,” the frightened wolf answers.
The dragon takes out a notebook, writes a wolf in it and says, “Tomorrow you will come to me at 12 o’clock for lunch; I will eat you. Any questions?”
“No, none,” the wolf answers and runs away.
Something is rustling in the grass. The dragon lifts the resisting animal by the ears.
“Who is this?” says the dragon.
“I’m a hare, a hare!” the hare answers.
The dragon takes out a notebook, writes it down and says, “Hare, you will come to me at 7pm for dinner; I’ll eat you. You are too small, so bring your relatives with you. Any questions?”
“Yes, I have,” says the hare, “Can I not come?”
“Sure," the dragon replies, “sooo, crossing out the hare …”