Once, very long ago, in a copse of pretty little trees by a pleasant little stream, there lived a young fox by the name of ARGLEBARGLE. ARGLEBARGLE was not sly or clever like his fox brothers. ARGLEBARGLE mostly just wanted to bite things. ARGLEBARGLE's brothers would often chat up tasty-looking passers-by, luring them with their cunning into highly compromising and edible states. ARGLEBARGLE was not so keen on that. He mostly did okay anyway, though.

Then one beautiful fall afternoon, ARGLEBARGLE was killed by a hound. THE END