AESOP'S FABLES, The Fox and the Mosquitoes

"A Fox after crossing a river got its tail entangled in a bush, and could not move. A number of Mosquitoes seeing its plight settled upon it and enjoyed a good meal undisturbed by its tail. A hedgehog strolling by took pity upon the Fox and went up to him: You are in a bad way, neighbour, said the hedgehog; shall I relieve you by driving off those Mosquitoes who are sucking your blood? Thank you, Master Hedgehog, said the Fox, but I would rather not. Why, how is that? asked the hedgehog. Well, you see, was the answer, these Mosquitoes have had their fill; if you drive these away, others will come with fresh appetite and bleed me to death." AESOP'S FABLES



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