A Gnat flew over the meadow with much buzzing for so small a creature and settled on the tip of one of the horns of a Bull.After he had rested a short time, he made ready to fly away.But before he left he begged the Bull’s pardon for having used his horn for a resting place.“You must be very glad to have me go now,” he said.“It’s all the same to me,” replied the Bull. “I did not even know you were there.”Moral: We are often of greater importance in our own eyes than in the eyes of our neighbour.The smaller the mind the greater the conceit.Aesop