There was once a baby bird who fell from his nest. He fell clear to the ground, where he was trapped and couldn't get up. He cried out, but his mother didn't hear him. He kept crying, but his father didn't come. The baby bird was all on his own, and he was freezing cold.
Along came a cow who took pity on the baby bird. She didn't know what else to do, so she lifted her tail and let loose with a large cow pie, right on top of the baby bird. Then she went on her way. The baby bird was finally warm, but he still wasn't happy. He continued to cry.
Along came a coyote who heard the baby bird crying out for help. He reached into the cow pie, lifted the little bird up, cleaned him off nicely - and ate him. Swallowed him in one gulp.
What's the moral of the story?
Those who throw dirt on you don't always mean you harm.
Those who pull you out of a jam don't always mean to help you.
And when you're in deep crap, it's usually best to keep your mouth shut.