Fable #116

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A certain man who visited foreign lands could talk of little when he returned to his home except the wonderful adventures he had met with and the great deeds he had done abroad. I am sure he was just about to speak to me when the monster I have told you about let out a screaming yell, and I ran for my life. But the porter was a huge Dog whom the Wolf knew by painful experience to be very unkind toward wolves. It is a chest of gold lost from some wreck, they cried. Chickens and Geese fell by the score--and the victor always stopped for a feast. When a man decides to do his own work and not depend on any one else, then you may be sure there will be no more delay. No doubt he was hungry, but that was not an excuse for stealing. He soon roused the whole hen yard, and when the Farmer came running out, that was the end of Mr. Fox.

Look before you leap.