Fabel Aesop

A Mule had had a long rest and much good feeding. He was feeling very vigorous indeed, and pranced around loftily, holding his head high. My father certainly was a full-blooded racer, he said. I can feel that distinctly. Next day he was put into harness again and that evening he was very downhearted indeed. I was mistaken, he said. My father was an Ass after all.