A sparrow was caught unsheltered in a blizzard. Beaten and frozen by the storm, the little bird fell to the ground, nearly dead.
After the storm, a farmer driving his cows through the field spotted the sparrow on the ground. The kindly farmer picked the bird up, pressed its frozen little body deep into a fresh, steaming cowpie, and continued on his way.
The moist heat of the cowpie soon revived the little bird who, in her joy at finding herself alive and warm, burst into song. A fox hunting nearby heard the sparrow singing, and, following the sound, found the sparrow, snatched her up from the cowpie, and ate her in one bite.
The morals of this story:
1) Every now and then you may find yourself in a lot of crap, but the one who put you there is not necessarily an enemy, and the one who takes you out is not necessarily a friend.
2) When you are up to your nose in $#!*, it's a real good time to keep your mouth shut.
After the storm, a farmer driving his cows through the field spotted the sparrow on the ground. The kindly farmer picked the bird up, pressed its frozen little body deep into a fresh, steaming cowpie, and continued on his way.
The moist heat of the cowpie soon revived the little bird who, in her joy at finding herself alive and warm, burst into song. A fox hunting nearby heard the sparrow singing, and, following the sound, found the sparrow, snatched her up from the cowpie, and ate her in one bite.
The morals of this story:
1) Every now and then you may find yourself in a lot of crap, but the one who put you there is not necessarily an enemy, and the one who takes you out is not necessarily a friend.
2) When you are up to your nose in $#!*, it's a real good time to keep your mouth shut.