We live on a road that zigzags
quite a bit and cars go pretty fast as it is a main road in our area.
Not far from our house is a wooded area. One day a raccoon walked
across the road not far from the wooded area. He happened to get
struck by a car and was dead in the middle of the road. Soon after a
opossum came through and thought that Mr. Raccoon looked like lunch.
Well, Mr. Opossum wasn't quick enough with his lunch because along
came a car and he died too. Not long after that, Mr. Opossum's
brother came along. He liked his brother so much he decided to eat
him. Unfortunately, like his brother, speed wasn't a family virtue, and his
fate was that of the one he ate. He became crow food. The crows
seemed pretty smart and had lots of food for days. A turkey vulture
wanted to join in for dinner, but seems he wasn't that fast either
and was another casualty on that indiscernible heap. I couldn't help
but thinking if this would be a continual cycle, and how big this heap
could get, but it seemed to end there with feathers all over the
place and a big wing that stood up in the air.
It would seem there must be some
good morals to this story like “Beware of free lunches” or the quote by Thomas Jefferson that
says, “Eternal vigilance is the price of freedom."
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