A Giant Oak stood near a brook in which grew some slender Reeds. One day as he sat watching the Sheep and the quiet forest, and thinking what he would do should he see a Wolf, he thought of a plan to amuse himself. I was mistaken, he said. I am quite sure we shall become the closest of friends. He had thick, velvety fur, a meek face, and a look that was very modest, though his eyes were bright and shining. He seized the stick firmly with his teeth, the two Ducks took hold of it one at each end, and away they sailed up toward the clouds. You may be a very good bird, answered the Farmer, but I caught you with the thieving Cranes and you will have to share the same punishment with them.
In a pinch a good use of our wits may help us out.