A little hungry Mouse found his way one day into a basket of corn. I remember, he said guiltily, that one day as I was passing a field belonging to some priests, I was so tempted by the tender grass and my hunger, that I could not resist nibbling a bit of it. The Earthen Pot could not survive that sort of companionship very long. When he came up again he held a wonderful golden axe. He gobbled up the poor Frogs right and left and they soon saw what fools they had been. What if you should fall! Please listen to me and come down! The next instant he flew at the Lion and stung him sharply on the nose. A fine hide makes an excellent meal for a hungry Dog, but the water was deep and the Dogs could not reach the hides from the bank. As for the Cat, he eats us. So be thankful, my child, that you escaped with your life, and, as long as you live, never judge people by their looks.
It is wicked to take advantage of another's distress.