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 an...