The wolf will come and bite.

Many probably saw in the Moscow Zoo a wolf who, along with the wolf, lived in an open volley, separated from visitors by a concrete roof and a wall of four meters high. The high wall was on the side of the wolves, and on the side of the visitors - approximately along the belt.
Wolves there are most likely steppe, small, less shepherd, with narrow breasts. And when they are lining in the spring and the wool hangs in pieces - generally miserable houses. Nothing compared to the polar wolves I met in the tundra. Those of the size of a northern deer, weighing 80 kilograms and growing up to a meter in a hole. The cuts are bigger than my boxer’s cuts.
My daughter and I came to the zoo in the spring, passed by the wolves (voiced, “Look, daughter, this is a wolf!” He said, “What a wolf! A sheep and go on. After a few minutes, they turned to the screams and returned to the wolf with the wolves.
A half-drunk company of several boys and a couple of girls who stood there before it shouted. Two of them held a boy whose leg hanged in a volley, the others shouted and tried to drive the wolf away.
The guy before this decided to show his young man to the girls and pushed his foot into the volley, to irritate the wolf. He was dressed in fashionable at the time in narrow circles of boots-cossacks, with a sharp nose and a high heels.
Here on this heels, pressing it in the hips, and hanging a wolf, humbly bending his legs on his chest, like a rabbit in the morning.
The guy was already sober like a glass and pale like a sparrow frog. He could not even move the leg, which hanged from half a hundred kilograms of living weight, and just whispered something to the companions, probably, hold stronger, brothers! The prospect of being in volley alone with the wolf, whom he just haunted, like a saucer, he did not like at all.
The girls whispered, the wolf continued to hang modestly, and behind this picture with interest, bowing his head, a wolf watched from the side.
A few minutes later, a police officer rushed to the screams and, having assessed the situation, began to tick the wolf in his mouth with a rubber bowl. Tom did not like it, he dropped his heels and gently landed on the bottom of the roof. He went up to the wolf and they lay in the sun for a couple, watching the surroundings. Harmless dogs on vacation.
I still regret not having seen the wolf jump when a drunk fool decided to push his foot in his unwashed shoes to his home. Tom had to fly five or six meters in the air and catch his heels in the summer.
After that, wires were stretched over the volley and electricity was released.
Many probably think that this is to protect people from evil wolves. But I know that it is the protection of wolves from fools.

Mother of Siberia (c)