A Cock was busily scratching and scraping about to find something to eat for himself and his family, when he happened to turn up a precious jewel that had been lost by its owner. But he did not bring any stones with him. No, no! exclaimed the Fox, do not disturb them! The Stork begged the Farmer to spare him. This was by no means the first Crow the Fox had ever seen. It was a representation of Heracles in the act of tearing the jaws of the Nemean Lion. Who taught you to divide so fairly? he asked pleasantly. He greatly admired the graceful arch of his antlers, but he was very much ashamed of his spindling legs. The Wolf's song ended suddenly, and as he ran, with the Dogs at his heels, he called himself a fool for turning piper to please a Kid, when he should have stuck to his butcher's trade.
Do not count your chickens before they are hatched.