One day a Stag came to a Sheep and asked her to lend him a measure of wheat. But the Hare slept on very peacefully; and when at last he did wake up, the Tortoise was near the goal. It is said the quarrel grew out of the persecution the race of Geese suffered at the teeth of the Fox family. As you can imagine, there was quite a laugh when the Animals saw the ugly flat-nosed, hairless, pop-eyed little creature. He had tried to attack them several times, but they had kept together, and helped each other to drive him off. Off he started on a run. Wait, cried the Cock. Now that I think of it, I have a wonderful wine here, sent me from Olympus, of which I am told Apollo drinks before he sings to the high gods. He had no chance to bite the watchful Countryman. Wolf!, But though the Villagers heard the cry, they did not run to help him as they had before. As for you, you can use your legs so well that I should have little chance of collecting the debt if I had to catch you for it!
Acquaintance with evil blinds us to its dangers.