There was once an Ass whose Master also owned a Lap Dog. Meanwhile, the flock was moving slowly homeward. In her sleep the Country Mouse dreamed she was a Town Mouse with all the luxuries and delights of city life that her friend had described for her. Then, it is said, Hercules really did appear, saying: Put your shoulder to the wheel, man, and urge on your horses. The Wolf had such a beautiful vision of his coming happiness that he almost wept. Serves me right, growled the Wolf as he crept into the bushes. So off he crawled to the meadow. But one cold winter evening, as they were walking homeward, the Satyr saw the Man blow on his fingers. It would have been quite a different scene had a Lion made it!
Do not expect constancy in others if you have none yourself.