Publisher's Synopsis
A rat seeing a cat approaching, and finding no avenue of escape, went boldly up to her, andsaid: "Madam, I have just swallowed a dose of powerful bane, and in accordance withinstructions upon the label, have come out of my hole to die. Will you kindly direct me to aspot where my corpse will prove peculiarly offensive?""Since you are so ill," replied the cat, "I will myself transport you to a spot which I think willsuit."So saying, she struck her teeth through the nape of his neck and trotted away with him.This was more than he had bargained for, and he squeaked shrilly with the pain."Ah!" said the cat, "a rat who knows he has but a few minutes to live, never makes a fussabout a little agony. I don't think, my fine fellow, you have taken poison enough to hurteither you or me."So she made a meal of him.If this fable does not teach that a rat gets no profit by lying, I should be pleased to knowwhat it does teach.
