A fox ran, gaped at the crow, and ended up in a well. There was not much water in the well: you couldn’t drown, and you couldn’t jump out either. The fox sits and grieves.
A goat is walking - a smart head; walks, shakes his beard, shakes his faces; I had nothing better to do and looked into the well, saw a fox there and asked:
“What are you doing there, little fox?” “I’m resting, my dear,” the fox answers, “it’s hot up there, that’s why I climbed up here.” It's so cool and nice here! Cold water - as much as you want! But the goat has been thirsty for a long time. -? Is the water good? — asks the goat. “Excellent,” answers the fox. - Clean, cold! Jump here if you want; There will be a place for both of us here.
The goat foolishly jumped and almost ran over the fox. And she said to him: -? Eh, the bearded fool, he didn’t even know how to jump - he splashed all over. The fox jumped onto the goat’s back, from the back onto the horns, and out of the well. The goat almost disappeared from hunger in the well; They found him by force and dragged him out by the horns.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru