There was once a little bird who decided to rebel against tradition,
and when it came time to fly south for the winter, he decided to stay
behind. All the other birds flew south for the warmer weather, leaving
the rebellious one alone.

Of course, it wasn't long before the little bird discovered he had
made a terrible mistake. Winter set in and it became very cold. So, he
decided that he had better take off and fly south like his friends.

He started flying, but didn't get very far before the cold north wind
began to freeze his wings, and he went plummeting down, down, down ...
He fell straight down from the sky, through an open hole in the
rooftop of a nearby barn, and directly into a fresh pile of cow dung.

Well, the warmth thawed out his wings, and soon he was feeling fine
again. But, as his little head popped out from the smelly dung, along
came a cat who plucked him up and ate him.

Moral : Whenever you end up in a pile of DoDo it may not necessarily
be a bad thing, and everyone that comes to pull you out of your DoDo
may not necessarily be a good thing.