There was a bird flying South for the winter who got lost from the flock, and a big storm rolled in and he got chilled and fell down to the ground and landed in a pasture, half-frozen and stiff, unable to fly.

He was having a bad day.

Not too much long after, a cow wonders past and shits on him.

But the shit is warm, and the bird starts thawing out and feeling better.

So he pokes his head up out of the cow pattie and starts to sing.

The farm cat hears the bird singing, goes to it, and eats it.

There are three morals to this story:

1. Not everybody who shits on you is your enemy

2. Not everybody who digs you out of a pile of shit is your friend

3. If you are warm and comfortable, keep your mouth shut