There was once a Dog who was very fond of eggs. No, indeed; they settled right down, feet and all, to gorge themselves. I have no brothers. The bite was deadly and the Farmer felt that he must die. Roused from his nap, the Lion laid his huge paw angrily on the tiny creature to kill her. The privates easily slipped into their holes, but the Mouse leaders could not squeeze through the narrow openings because of their head-dresses. And when they returned next day to look for their own axes, they were nowhere to be found.
Always stop to think whether your fun may not be the cause of another's unhappiness.