A sick stag was lying in a corner, helpless and weak.
He was glad he had collected enough grass to last him through his period of illness.
But suddenly, to his dismay, he saw that some friends who had come to see him were helping themselves to the food.
“Please go away,” he said.
“My illness will not kill me but your greed certainly could.”
Moral of the story:
Thoughtless friends are more harmful than enemies.
