The Young Farmer made a move to grab his mattock. "No rabbit will thieve from me. Today a leaf, tomorrow the garden!" He started forward, but found himself restrained by the Old Farmer's hand,
"Autumn is coming" said the Old Farmer "and the leaves are falling. Why begrudge a Rabbit something that would otherwise go to waste?"
Application: In your haste to possess, be careful lest you steal back that which has no use to you.