A Wolf had been feasting too greedily, and a bone had stuck crosswise in his throat. The Beasts, too, had cause for fight. But he was generous and finally let the Mouse go. This he did so well, with a thousand funny capers and grimaces, that the Animals were carried entirely off their feet with enthusiasm, and then and there, elected him their king. After he had been in the well a long time, a thirsty Goat came by. He was not able to impress anyone. Yes, answered the Fox. But they might not have heard the news. From that time on, they say, she contented herself with mice and rats and had little to do with Sir Monkey.
Self-help is the best help.