This goes with the bird picture from yesterday! There was a little sparrow who was having so much fun that he lost track of time and started late on his migration to the south for the winter. He got so cold, that his wings got frosted and he fell to the ground, landing in a field. He was surely going to die.
Just then, a cow came and crapped on him. [This is where Dave says, Yeah, no shit]. This warmed him up and he started to revive. Also, there were seeds and other nutrients he could eat. He was warm and well-fed and he wriggled out of the pile and started to sing, he felt so good. Just then a cat came and pulled him up out of the pile and ate him.
The moral of this story is that not everyone who shits on you is your enemy. And not everyone who pulls you out of your shit is your friend. :-) Happy Monday.