An Ass was being driven along a road leading down the mountain side, when he suddenly took it into his silly head to choose his own path. Not one did she spare. When they reached the mansion in which the Town Mouse lived, they found on the table in the dining room the leavings of a very fine banquet. Do you think, he said spitefully to the Lion, that I am afraid of you because they call you king? The poor thing felt as if he must die of thirst. Just think of it!, I simply cannot wait to embrace you! But the pitcher was high and had a narrow neck, and no matter how he tried, the Crow could not reach the water. Of course, they were all hungry, and helped themselves freely to the Stag's food; and as you would expect, the Stag soon starved to death.
Stick to your trade.