One bright evening as the sun was sinking on a glorious world a wise old Cock flew into a tree to roost. So now, though he had not seen anything that even looked like a Wolf, he ran toward the village shouting at the top of his voice, Wolf! But the Fisherman quickly put the fish into his basket. Many died, and those who lived were so ill, that they cared for neither food nor drink, and dragged themselves about listlessly. What are you afraid of? asked a young Frog. They look more able to carry the poor creature, than he to carry them. So away he hurried to the Crane. When the Mice peeped out and saw him in that position, they thought he had been hung up there in punishment for some misdeed. You can never be too sure, said the Kid, when he saw the Wolf making off to the woods.
In a pinch a good use of our wits may help us out.