A FOX was mounting a hedge when he lost his footing and caught hold of
a Bramble to save himself. Having pricked and grievously torn the soles
of his feet, he accused the Bramble because, when he had fled to her
for assistance, she had used him worse than the hedge itself. The
Bramble, interrupting him, said, “But you really must have been out of
your senses to fasten yourself on me, who am myself always accustomed
to fasten upon others.”