Once upon a time a Cat and a Monkey lived as pets in the same house. But what's the difference? replied the Dog. Where now his strength and his former graceful beauty? The Crow, her head cocked on one side, watched the Fox suspiciously. Is that the thanks I get for feeding you and treating you so well? complained the Shepherd. The stones were flying thick and fast and the Boys were enjoying themselves very much; but the poor Frogs in the pond were trembling with fear. For the moment he forgot just where he was. He wanted to see the world too, and there he was with a house on his back and little short legs that could hardly drag him along. At last they paid no attention whatever to the Farmer. I'm a butcher by trade, not a doctor.
Bluff and threatening words are of little value with rascals.