Once there were two Cocks living in the same farmyard who could not bear the sight of each other. Just then a Fox dashed up, and seizing the kid, made off with it as fast as he could go, while the Lion and the Bear looked on in helpless rage. Two, that's the Wolf, three, is the Jackal, and the Fox makes four. When at last they ventured back to the feast, the door opened suddenly and in came the servants to clear the table, followed by the House Dog. When the Mother Lark returned with food for them, they told her what they had heard. When the Wolf felt that the bone was gone, he started to walk away. They were a very politic race. And off he walked very, very scornfully.
In a pinch a good use of our wits may help us out.