The Wolf and the Donkey
Once upon a time, an old donkey grazed in a green valley where cool waters flowed gently. This knowledgeable animal, with the experience given by the years, could smell the freshest grasses in the fields from many meters away. While the golden yellow rays of the sun warmed the meadow, a sly shadow slowly appeared among the bushes. The most cunning and hungry wolf of the forest approached the donkey with the joy of having found a delicious supper. Although he sensed the danger, the wise donkey, who understood that he could not escape, decided to use his wit. The clever donkey at once began to limp and heaved a deep sigh as if he were in pain. When the wolf saw the helplessness of his prey, he smiled with an arrogant air and blocked his way.
"Where are you going in such a hurry, my friend? It seems to me that your journey ends here," said the wolf. The donkey narrowed his eyes and answered his cunning rival with a trembling voice. "I know that you will eat me, master wolf, but I beg you to pull out this huge thorn stuck in my foot." "Otherwise that sharp thorn will stick in your throat and will hurt you badly too." Faced with this reasonable warning, the wolf hesitated for a moment and thought with appetite. "You are right, let me not spoil the taste of my last meal, let me first pull out that cursed thorn," he muttered. He never considered it possible that such an easy prey could deceive him.
The wolf bent impatiently toward the donkey's hind foot and began to examine it carefully. The donkey, however, waiting for exactly this moment, gathered all his strength in his hind legs. The hard kick that rose into the air exploded as a loud blow ringing on the wolf's jaw. The wolf, bewildered by what had hit him, rolled to the ground with his bleeding mouth and broken teeth. The clever donkey, seizing the opportunity, disappeared from sight with quick steps toward the safe depths of the valley. The dazed cunning hunter remained helplessly all alone among the dust. Those who sail into waters that are not their own business suffer a heavy defeat at the very moment they least expect it. Not every bird is good to eat.