The bird
A bird decides not to go south for the winter. "Why fly all that way just to come back here in a few months" he thought. So he stayed put. The weather began to get really cold, but he stayed. The food was scarce after a few weeks but he stayed. Finally he was so cold and weak from hunger he changed his mind and headed south.



By this time the weather was too bad to fly in and it began to snow. Thick ice began to collect on his wings. He was too weak to even flap and crashed into an icy pasture. He could not move and began to freeze. Just then a cow walked by and shit all over him. "What a way to die, frozen in a dung heap" he thought to himself and bid farewell to a cruel world.



But, a strange thing happened. The dung was warm and insulated him from the cold. He began to thaw. Although he could not free himself from the heap he was at least alive. He was so happy he began to sing as if it was spring time.



A curious cat heard the singing and started digging in the dung pile. Suddenly the bird was free. He flapped his wings, screamed "I am saved," and the cat ate him.



This story has three morals:



1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.



2) Not everyone who digs you out of the shit you got yourself into is your friend. And...



3) If you are happy with the shit your in don't sing about it.



As you were,

Jay

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