The Young Fox and the Old Fox

As winter approached, the young fox noticed how things were changing: the days grew shorter, the weather grew colder, and his fur coat grew longer and thicker. 

"Look at my beautiful coat!" he exclaimed. "I have no fear of winter now! This coat of mine will keep me safe and warm."

"Stop that boasting, you fool!" said an older fox. "Instead of rejoicing, beware of danger. It's because of your fur coat that hunters will pursue you, then catch you and kill you. That fur coat of yours will be your doom if you're not careful."

Boast not of beauty.

This is a version of a fable by the 18th-century Polish fabulist, Ignacy Krasicki; here's the original:

Lis młody i stary

Mło­dy lis, nie­świa­do­my my­śli­wych rze­mio­sła,

Cie­szył się, że szerść nowa na zimę od­ro­sła.

Rzekł sta­ry: "Bez­pie­czeń­stwo tych ozdób nie lubi.

Nie masz się z cze­go cie­szyć, ta nas pięk­ność gubi."

(fox in the snow)