One day two sheep quarreled and started butting heads. A fox running past saw them and stopped.
“If these two don’t calm down, they will kill each other. That means I’ll have meat for lunch,” the fox thought and sat down on the side of the road. Sits, waits. I waited a long time, finally I couldn’t stand it.
“I’ll run,” he thinks, “I’ll see what they didn’t share there.” She ran closer and saw blood dripping from the wounded ram’s horns onto the ground.
– But here you can already enjoy yourself! – the fox was happy. And when the rams separated a few steps to hit each other with their horns while running, the fox managed to run up and lick fresh blood from the grass. The fox said it once, said it again. And the third time she didn’t have time to jump to the side, the ram’s horns clashed and crushed the fox into a cake. So she ended her life ingloriously.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru