A little robin named
Sport decided he’d rather not fly south for the winter. As snow began to fly
and the streams iced over, he reluctantly came to the conclusion that he'd made
a big mistake --- that he'd better head south. As Sport rose high into the scurly
sky, the air felt even colder and the winds more fierce.
He flew as straight
south as he could and yet the wind threw him about with utter disdain. After
flying for what seems like forever, his wings began to ice over. Fly as he
might, his wings soon froze to the point of almost no movement and so, he half
glided half plummeted toward earth.
Through frosted eyebrows
he saw an open spot among the trees. Navigating as best he could, Sport
plummeted into a farm yard and landed among the cows. He rolled over twice,
skidded into a clump of hay and just lay there ruing the day he decided to
spend the winter in Maine.
At this very moment and
with total unawareness of the robin, one of the cows came along and dropped a
warm wet cow pie right on top of him. Struggling frantically, Sport managed to
stick his head up and take a breath. He gasped at the smell, but immediately
noticed that whatever he was in, it was very warm. He soon stopped shivering.
As he became warm and comfortable, he did as birds do, he began to chirp.
Closing his eyes Sport thought thoughts of the southern sun. Spontaneously, he
chirped again.
Unfortunately for Sport,
his chirping sparked the curiosity of Freddy, the barnyard cat. So Freddy, who
did as cats do, came along to investigate. He found Sport, chirping away with
his eyes closed. Since Sport had no idea what was going on around him, he was
an easy target for Freddy. Freddy hauled Sport out of the manure pile and then
promptly ate him.
So in fond memory of
Sport remember this. Not everyone who dumps on you is your enemy. Not everyone
who hauls you out of shit is your friend, and above all, if you are warm and
comfortable, keep your eyes open and your mouth shut!
Author unknown. From the Book of Timeless Truth and Wisdom
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