The Wolf and the Ass

								
An Ass was feeding in a pasture near a wood when he saw a Wolf
lurking in the shadows along the hedge. He easily guessed what
the Wolf had in mind, and thought of a plan to save himself. So
he pretended he was lame, and began to hobble painfully.

When the Wolf came up, he asked the Ass what had made him lame,
and the Ass replied that he had stepped on a sharp thorn.

"Please pull it out," he pleaded, groaning as if in pain. "If you
do not, it might stick in your throat when you eat me."

The Wolf saw the wisdom of the advice, for he wanted to enjoy his
meal without any danger of choking. So the Ass lifted up his foot
and the Wolf began to search very closely and carefully for the
thorn.

Just then the Ass kicked out with all his might, tumbling the
Wolf a dozen paces away. And while the Wolf was getting very
slowly and painfully to his feet, the Ass galloped away in
safety.

"Serves me right," growled the Wolf as he crept into the bushes.
"I'm a butcher by trade, not a doctor."

Stick to your trade.
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