The Mice once called a meeting to decide on a plan to free themselves of their enemy, the Cat. Mercury laid the golden axe on the bank and sprang back into the pool. Then into the pond he jumped, dragging his foolish companion with him. So there he sat groaning and moaning, both from the discomfort inside him and his anxiety to escape from the basket. He listened with a great deal of admiration to the song of the Grasshoppers. The Ass was very much frightened, but the Fox calmed his fears. The thirsty Goat immediately jumped in and began to drink. But now the Wolves thought of a plan to trick the Sheep. You must come and dine with me today, he said to the Stork, smiling to himself at the trick he was going to play. No, no, replied the other, You would not say 'we' before, so now stick to your 'I'. Say 'I am lost.
The race is not always to the swift.