` Is it my fault if you are an idiot ? ' replied the puma . At last they reached their journey 's end , but by this time it was late , and the puma 's comrade was ready for bed , so they slung their hammocks in convenient places , and went to sleep . But in the middle of the night the puma rose softly and stole out of the door to the sheep-fold , where he killed and ate the fattest sheep he could find , and taking a bowl full of its blood , he sprinkled the sleeping stag with it . This done , he returned to bed . In the morning the shepherd went as usual to let the sheep out of the fold , and found one of them missing . He thought directly of the puma , and ran to accuse him of having eaten the sheep . ` I , my good man ? What had put it into your head to think of such a thing ? Have I got any blood about me ? If anyone has eaten a sheep it must be my friend the stag . ' Then the shepherd went to examine the sleeping stag , and of course he saw the blood . ` Ah ! I will teach you how to steal ! ' cried he , and he hit the stag such a blow on his skull that he died in a moment . The noise awakened the comrade above , and he came downstairs . The puma greeted him with joy , and begged he might have some of the famous milk as soon as possible , for he was very thirsty . A large bucket was set before the puma directly . He drank it to the last drop , and then took leave . On his way home he met the monkey .
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