The Moral of a Sparrow

The sparrow thought to himself as he was flying home on Christmas Eve that it was the coldest winter ever. In fact, it was so cold that ice began to gather on his tiny wings and he grew weaker. He fell to the ground and as he lay there, freezing, he knew he was dying.

Suddenly he was surrounded by lots of legs and feet. He looked up and he saw that it was a herd of cows on their way back to the farm. One cow lifted her tail, deposited her load and by chance it landed right on top of the sparrow. The sparrow felt the warmth of the cowpat and the warmth melted the ice that had caused him to be there. The sparrow was so warm and happy that he began to chirp.

It just so happened that a passing pussy cat heard the sparrow chirruping and went to investigate. On finding the sparrow in the cow pat he carefully scraped away all the dung and ate the poor sparrow.

The moral of this story? Someone who puts you in the shit isn't necessarily an enemy, and someome who gets you out of the shit isn't necessarily a friend. But, if you are up to your neck in shit and happy, keep your god damn mouth shut!