The Porker and the Sheep

A young porker took up his quarters in a fold of sheep. One day the shepherd laid hold of him, so he squeaked and struggled with all his might and main. The sheep reproached him for crying out and said, "The master often lays hold of us, and we do not cry."

"Yes," replied he, "but our cases are not the same, for he catches you for the sake of your wool, but me for my fry."