A long time ago, the Lion, the Fox, the Jackal, and the Wolf agreed to go hunting together, sharing with each other whatever they found. I would gladly get them, said the cunning Monkey, but you are much more skillful at such things than I am. Besides, her eyes were not sharp enough by day to permit her to punish the Grasshopper as he deserved. Now the Beetle told the reason for her action, and Jupiter had to acknowledge the justice of her cause. There, child, there! The Wolf shall not get you. This good, rich milk, she mused, will give me plenty of cream to churn. He said, answered the other, that it was not at all wise to keep company with a fellow who would desert his friend in a moment of danger.
We cannot expect any one to share our misfortunes unless we are willing to share our good fortune also.