Fable #464

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A pack of Wolves lurked near the Sheep pasture. In their search for game the hunters saw a number of Wild Goats run into a cave, and laid plans to catch them. But though the little one continued to fret, the Wolf waited all day in vain. Why certainly began the Tortoise. He was not getting rich fast enough. Look, said one, a great ship rides in from distant lands, bearing rich treasures! But when he came back and saw how many of the flock had been killed and carried off, he knew how foolish to trust a Wolf.

Mother love is blind.