A shepherd, having found some wolf cubs, reared them with great care, in the hope that, once grown, they would not only guard his own sheep, but also carry off others and bring them to him. But as soon as they had finished growing, they seized an occasion when they had nothing to fear and began by ravaging his flock. When he realised the disaster, he groaned and said, "I richly deserve it; why did I save, as cubs, animals that ought to be killed even when full-grown?"
To save wicked people is to give them, without our realising it, strength that they will turn first of all against us.Moral
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