 A little bird was flying through the winter sky when unfortunately his wings froze and he fell to the ground and as he lay there on the ground freezing to death feeling the life just ebbing out of him just then a cow walked past and pooped on him. Now imagine the state of the poor bird it's already about to die and now it's also covered in this huge pile of cow dung but actually the cow dung was kind of warm so instead of hurting the bird it actually started to thaw the bird out the bird could suddenly feel sensation returning to its little wings it could feel its little heart getting stronger. A little bird was so happy it started to chirp loudly for joy but just at this point there was a cat walking past the cat heard all this noise coming from under that pile of cow dung went to investigate found the bird and ate it up so what's the moral of this story very simply that everyone on you is not necessarily your enemy and everyone who pulls you out of the shit is not necessarily your friend it's a very simple thing but such an important life lesson.