A man kept a goat and an ass. The goat grew jealous, because the ass was so well fed, and said to him, "Between turning the mill and hauling loads, your life is one long torment." She advised him to pretend to have a fit and fall into a ditch so as to get some rest. The ass took her advice, fell, and bruised his whole body. His master sent for the vet, who prescribed a broth made from a goat's lung; and so the goat was slaughtered to cure the ass.
Whoever schemes another's ruin is the first to build his own.Moral
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