A certain Father had a family of Sons, who were forever quarreling among themselves. Indeed he became about three times as big around the middle as he was when he went in. Very well, said his master, go your way, you willful beast, and see where it leads you. If it were not for those Dogs who are always stirring up trouble, I am sure we should get along beautifully. Wolf!, As he expected, the Villagers who heard the cry dropped their work and ran in great excitement to the pasture. Why, I am only a Bird! They soon made him feel so ridiculous that he dropped the basket and seized a large piece of roast meat intended for his master's dinner. It is worth just as much to you as the treasure you lost!
Self help is the best help.