A man was one day walking along the road with
a creel of herrings on his back, and two foxes saw him, and the one, who was
the biggest, said to the other, "Stop here and follow the man, and I will
run round and pretend that I am dead." So he ran round and stretched himself
on the road. The man came on, and when he saw the fox, he was well pleased
to find so fine a beast, and he picked him up and threw him into the creel,
and he walked on. But the fox threw the herrings out of the creel, and the
other followed and picked them up. And when the creel was empty, the big fox
leaped out and ran away. And that is how they got the herrings.
Source: J. F. Campbell, Popular Tales of the West Highlands (London: Alexander Gardner, 1890), vol. 1, p. 286. Campbell's source: John Mackinnon, a stable boy at Broadford in Skye.