Rambodoc at large

As a doctor who fled Iraq in 1991 after spending 6 years of my life in active duty on the frontlines, everything else I faced was Heaven for me. I was lucky enough to start my residency in general surgery only a few months after my boat landed on Los Angeles shores. Needless to say, surgical residency is a gruelling experience, and while I enjoyed it, many of my friends complained, and still do!!
Well, you complaining surgical residents, listen to this story!
There was a little sparrow that used to fly to the South every winter to avoid the cold weather. One winter it said,” I am leaving no more; I am tough and can take it.” And so it did. And before long, it started to snow and it fell, frozen, half-dead in the barnyard. A cow went by and crapped on the sparrow. It turned warm again and the sparrow was back to life. That was a big mistake because a cat saw what was happening. It came, cleared the shit off the sparrow, and ate it. I learned three lessons out of this:
Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy!
Not everyone who clears the shit off you is your friend!
and, most of all:
if you are happy and warm in the shit, keep quiet!!