I came across an odd little story today. "Fox Steals the Butter" is a tale from Scotland, collected in J. F. Campbell's Popular Tales of the West Highlands, Orally Collected, 1862. I found it strange because the "bad guy" wins the day.
The fox and the wolf were walking near the seashore, when they found a keg of butter which they buried.
On the next day the fox went out, and when he returned, he told the wolf that a man had asked him to come to a baptism. The fox dressed up and went away. Of course, he went to the butter keg, but didn't eat any. When he came home, the wolf asked him, "What name was given to the child?"
The fox answered that it was Foveeal, which meant "under its mouth."
The following day, the fox again said that a man had sent to ask him to a baptism. Again he went to the keg, and this time he took out about half.
The wolf asked, when he came...