Chapter 5 Tibel's tail was cut off in "The Tale of Reynard the Fox"

Ascension Day is approaching, and the weather is particularly pleasant.When Reynard came out of the house, he felt that life was infinitely beautiful. He walked and breathed the fresh air.After a while, I saw Tibell the tabby cat walking towards me. They hadn't seen each other since the sausage incident.Many days have passed, and Reynard doesn't seem to want to settle this account anymore. "How do you do, my fair and gentle friend!" he greeted Tibbel affectionately, "where are you going so fast?" "I'm going to a farm near by," replied Tibbel, "and I've heard that his wife keeps a large pot of cream in the bread-box, and I'd like to try it. It's an adventure, of course, but I'm willing to try it." Give it a try. Do you want to take a walk with me? There seems to be a lot of goods in his chicken coop, are you interested in visiting?"

"Very gladly," said Reynard Fox.He was delighted at the thought that a lunch would be in hand soon. "Let's go!" After a short jog, they came to a house surrounded by a tall wooden fence. "Oh, my God!" said Reynard, discouraged, "what to do? There's no way to get in! These fences are too dense." "Wait a minute," said Tibbel, "don't get discouraged so quickly. Look around." They got lucky: a corner of the fence happened to be a little broken, and they got in through it without any problems. Reynard was determined to run to the chicken shed.Tibell stopped him.

"What do you do?" he said. "We can't start there: the hens will start yelling when they see they're about to be attacked, so it's the last thing to do. It's safer to get the cream pot first." Yes. Let's go!" Reynard Fox wanted to take the risk of digging out the chicken coop, but was finally persuaded by Huamao and followed him.Tibbel approached the house on tiptoe, and when he was sure that the dining room was indeed empty, they slipped in quietly. "Here," said Tibbert, pointing to a box, "this is the bread box in which the peasant woman kept the cream pot. Reynolds, help me, and we will open the lid. You hold the box, and let me eat first." , and then it's your turn."

Reynard agreed.Since he was thinking of the fat fowl that would get to their mouths in a little while, he wished to get the cream pot business out of the way as soon as possible. This can of cream was rich in fat, delicious in taste and color, and Tibbel half-closed his eyes, eating with relish, which also whetted Reynard's appetite. The operation should end quickly.But Tibbel seemed to be here for a day. "Come, come, Tibbert," said Reynard, "hurry up, this lid is so heavy that I'm afraid it will fall off if I can't hold it." Tibell kept his nose buried in the cream, not even wanting to answer him.

"Oh, come out when you're done eating!" complained Reynolds. "Now it's my turn, Tibbel! Tibbel, I can't hold the lid up." "In a little while," Tibbel said.He felt that Reynard should be allowed to wait a little longer. "I can't wait any longer, not even a second, come out!" Reynard Fox shouted. Tibell was annoyed to hear Reynard pressing him like that.He gave up the milk, then knocked over the cream jug in the trunk with a bang. "Oh!" Reynard exclaimed in distress, "you are so stupid! Naughty, gluttonous, and clumsy, what do you want me to eat! I should have lowered the lid and shut you in."

At this moment, Tibbel jumped out of the box with a puff.But Reynard lowered the lid faster than he could, and Tiber's tail was cut in two by the lid. Tibell let out a scream and fell to the ground in pain. "Brave!" he cried, "what have you done to me! That's how my beautiful tail is broken. Oh, what a pain you have made me!" "It's not my fault," Reynard said cheekily, "you got into this trouble by jumping too hard." "Ah, ah, ah, my poor beautiful tail!" The cat moaned, "Woo, woo, woo, it hurts me to death! I have become so ugly..."

"What do you say?" said Reynard, "it will be good for you, it will make you look younger and livelier. If I knew how beautiful it would be if I cut off my tail, I would really like to have it cut off too. And , don't you feel that your body has become lighter?" "Stop teasing me!" Tibbel scolded. "I'm really not teasing you. You can run and see if it's lighter. No one will be able to catch up with you in the future." "I'm light and fast," said Tibbel, "and you're a terrible companion." "No, not at all," said Reynard. "Come on, Tibbel, you've had enough crying. Now let's go to the chicken coop, and let's forget about it!"

The two of them came out slowly and walked towards the chicken coop. "I suggest you catch the rooster first," said Tibbel, "because I see that rooster is younger and plumper than the old hens that hang around him, and therefore tastier. Besides, he yelled for help. Loudest. So, we should get rid of him first." This suggestion does make sense.However, Huamao's words were too loud, waking up the dozing rooster with its head buried in its wings. The rooster yelled loudly. Everyone in the house was woken up.Servants and maids came swarming after the watchdog. Must run away quickly!Tibell made a decision immediately.

He found a gap in the wooden fence and disappeared without a trace in an instant.He was glad that he ran faster than Reynard Fox, because Reynard Fox was being besieged by a large group of watchdogs.Tibbel thought it was a little relief for the loss of his tail. Reynard fox bit the nose of one dog fiercely, and the rest of the dogs were frightened by the dog's screams, and hesitated for a second. In this second, Reynard Fox got a chance to escape. He fled home and bandaged his wounds. The business with the tabby cat, Tibble, had obviously not been a success for him.