One afternoon a man and a lion were walking together
in the woods, when, suddenly, the lion flopped on his side and began to cry
while examining one of his massive front paws.
“What’s wrong?” asked the man, stopping to kneel
near the creature.
“I’ve stepped on a thorn,” the lion roared, “and I
cannot pull it out from my pads. Perhaps
if you helped me, I won’t eat your children in the dark of night.”
The man considered for a moment. “I have a better idea,” he said. The man grabbed a large stick from nearby and
clubbed the lion to death.
Later, the man ran into a black bear walking the
other direction in the darkest part of the woods. The bear stopped the man. “I have been looking for my friend the lion,
have you seen him?” asked the bear.
“Yes,” answered the man, “but only for a moment.”
--Mitchell
Hegman
Note: This is something I wrote quite a few years
back. I thought I may have posted this previously,
but did not see it on a quick search back through my blogs. My apologies if the blog is back there someplace
and you have had to read this for a second time.
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