Loquacy ran up the red winding trail as fast as his four little legs would take him. He did not stop until he reached the wide brown mound where Sage lived. The old wolf sat above the entrance and looked curiously as Loquacy panted, trying to catch his breath.
“Help me Sage,” the young Chihuahua gasped. “I seem to have made a mistake and I don’t know what to do.”
Sage was about to ask him what was wrong but before he could say anything, Loquacy continued. “I was walking with Reticy, the beautiful Pomeranian to Shadow Lake intending to ask her to marry me. I told her all the reasons why she should live with me, and why I would be a great father to her pups, and how smart I am, and dependable. I told her how I was the best of my litter but before I could ask for her paw, she said I talked too much!”
Sage’s right ear twitched as he nodded his head. Again before he could speak, Loquacy continued his diatribe. “I could not believe Reticy would be so rude and before I could stop myself, I said as much. I told her she did not deserve me and gave her six reasons why she would regret being so critical. I also reminded her she was not the only Pom on the block. But instead of saying anything, she ran away!”
The wolf suppressed a laugh but noticing the desperation in Loquacy’s eyes, decided to help him. “Listen to me young one. Go to farmer Contention’s field where you will find a cow bone and take it to Reticy. No matter what happens do not say a word. Just give her the bone, lick her face once and then turn around and leave. Do you understand?”
Loquacy excitedly wagged his tail. “Yes Sage, I will do just what you said. Thank you so much for your advice. By the way, your eyes seem tired, are you feeling okay? You know if Reticy does not accept me I will be so angry. It is . . .” Whack! Sage hit the Chihuahua with his right paw and sent him sprawling head over tail across the mound. Dust flew up and two crows watching the unfolding scene nearly fell off their perch from cawing so hard.
“Why did you hit me old wolf?”
“When there are many words there are many wounds. Wisdom is measured by the distance between your mouth and your actions. Be quiet. Just do what I’ve advised you. Now go, I would like to take a nap.” With that, Sage curled up and fell fast asleep.
Racing as rapidly as he could, Loquacy ran to Contention’s field. It did not take him long to find an old cow bone. Happily he carried it until he found Reticy who was busy filling a hole in her yard. He ran up to her and placed the bone at her feet. Then he licked her face as Sage advised. But instead of turning around and leaving he puffed out his chest and said, “I went to great efforts to find you this bone. I licked you so you will know what it is like to be kissed by a noble dog.” And then, closing his eyes and looking straight up at the sky, he uttered the words he had practiced a hundred times, “O Reticy, will you marry me? Will you let me make you the happiest Pom in the world?”
Hearing no answer to his question, he opened his eyes and looked in every direction. Reticy was gone and she’d left his bone of Contention.
Proverbs 10:19—When there are many words, sin is unavoidable, but the one who controls his lips is wise.
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Ecclesiastes 12:10-The Teacher sought to find delightful sayings and to accurately write words of truth. (Holman CSB)