A  Cougar was walking in the forest, and he jumped onto a fallen log to look around. From inside the log came a tiny voice.

“Get off the roof of my house!” Out from the rotten end of the log came a tiny Cricket. “You are standing on the roof of my house, Cougar,” said the little insect. You must step off now, or the roof-pole will break and my house will fall in.”

“Who are you to tell me what to do?” asked the Cougar sternly, although he did step off the log. He lowered his head until his nose was very close to the Cricket. “In this forest, I am the king of the animals!”

“King or no king,” said the Cricket bravely, “I have a cousin who is mightier than you, and he would avenge me.”

“I don’t believe you, little insect,” snarled the Cougar.

“Believe me or believe me not,” said the Cricket. “It is so.”

“Let your cousin come to this place tomorrow, when the sun is high, and we will see who is the mightier,” said the Cougar. “If your cousin does not prove himself to me, I will crush you and your entire house with my paw!” The Cougar turned and bounded off through the forest.

The next day, when the sun was high, the Cougar came back along the same trail. He stopped over the log and called to the cricket. “Cricket, come out! Let me meet your mighty cousin!”

Just then, a tiny Hornet flew up from the log and buzzed its way into the big cats ear.

“What is this?” cried the cougar, who had never seen or heard of a hornet before. The hornet began to sting the soft inner ear of the cougar. “Ahrr! Ahrr!” cried the cougar in pain, “Get out of my ear!” The cougar pawed at his ear, and ran around in a circle shaking his head. The hornet stung him again and again.

Cricket came out of the log and called up to the cougar. “Are you ready to leave my house alone?”

Cougar said that he would so the hornet came out of the Cougar’s ear and went into the log house with the Cricket. The Cougar ran off down the trail, and never went that way again.


(The moral: If you go looking for trouble, your bound to find more than you ask for; and size is not always a factor. Someone with an Ego is bound to bite off more than they can chew, sooner or later. The problem is they don’t know they have an Ego till it is too late! It is always better to humble)

(relative thoughts)

It is not the size of the dog in the fight, rather it is the size of the fight in the dog!

He who cannot describe the problem will never find the solution to that problem.

Man who think he is Number One is next to nothing.