A Fox was caught in a trap one fine morning, because he had got too near the Farmer's hen house. But they soon saw who he was. But while they were debating how best to meet death, they thought they heard a noise and in a flash were scampering off to the warren. Your black stiff quills are not worth having. The Monkey sat up, grave and dignified, on the Dolphin's back. Then is the time to eat me. The Wolf could not help thinking how nice it would be to have a fine fat Dog to eat instead of the scrawny object before him. Then one fine day in early spring he found himself with not a penny left, and no property save the clothes he wore. There was much fluttering and trying out of wings that afternoon, and at sunrise next day, when the Farmer and his son cut down the grain, they found an empty nest.
Look before you leap.