On a sultry afternoon, sweating profusely, an old horse was carrying a heavy cart, and a small dog was running alongside, hiding in the shadow of the cart, and barking loudly.
By evening the horse barely reached the owner's house. The owner unharnessed her and tied her to a post. The little dog lay down next to him and complained:
- Oh, I’m tired! Oh, my legs hurt, my back hurts! Life is bad, even if you die.
-What did you do? Why are you tired? - asked the horse.
- Shameless, you still ask! Yes, I was urging you on by barking. You, old nag, would still be dragging along the road.
The little dog has its tail in the air and is strutting proudly and importantly.
The horse stamped its hoof angrily on the ground - the boastful little dog tucked its tail and ran away.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru