A Fox one day spied a beautiful bunch of ripe grapes hanging from a vine trained along the branches of a tree. One day he found a trap with a bit of meat in it. But before he left he begged the Bull's pardon for having used his horn for a resting place. I will confess all my sins first. But as nothing stirred, all trooped joyfully out to celebrate the death of the Cat. But the Wolf did not try to do any harm. Instead he seemed to be helping the Shepherd take care of the Sheep. Take good care of the house, my son, she said to the Kid, as she carefully latched the door. It would have been quite a different scene had a Lion made it!
A fine coat is not always an indication of an attractive mind.