An Ass found a Lion's skin left in the forest by a hunter. So one evening when the flock started home from the pasture and his mother called, the Kid paid no heed and kept right on nibbling the tender grass. Put your mouths close to my ears while you tell me the facts. Very smart, aren't you? Angry at the cheat, they flew at him, plucking away the borrowed feathers and also some of his own. Then one evening as the sun was setting behind the forest and the shadows were creeping out over the pasture, a Wolf really did spring from the underbrush and fall upon the Sheep. Though Jupiter may not give him the prize, I know that he is the prettiest, the sweetest, the dearest darling in the world.
We are often not so eager for what we seek, after we have found it.