A Merchant, driving his Ass homeward from the seashore with a heavy load of salt, came to a river crossed by a shallow ford. That leap was so great, he said, that no other man could leap anywhere near the distance. He quickly piled all the game into one great heap. The praise that was showered on the Monkey made the Camel envious. I'll be out as soon as the porter opens the door. But the best he could do was to get his head out. You must be very glad to have me go now, he said. But no matter who it was, I do not intend to be talked out of my breakfast. But when he tried to rise again he found that he could not get away, for his claws were tangled in the wool. Naturally, the poor foolish Ass soon died.
We are often not so eager for what we seek, after we have found it.