Thrilled with himself and his work of art, he made it widely known. Friends arrived soon. “What a beautiful egg… the only thing missing is the horns!” said Mrs Cow. “And a beak!” said Mr Duck. “And ears,” added Mr Donkey. So they supplied the egg with all what was missing. So did other friends, each to their taste. In a mere moment the egg was covered in a pyramid of strange objects. Everyone was thrilled, Mr Peacock in particular, as his fame grew. The only one hurt was the egg. Under the great weight – it broke.