Sunday, May 1, 2011

HORSING AROUND

Two race horses were walking back to the paddock after a tough day on the track.  One says to the other, "I just don't understand it, Zephyr.  We both come from good stock and have great trainers.  Our parents were always at the lead of the pack.  Why is it that we always come in last?"

About this time, a dog is passing the two and pops off with his two-cents worth.  "I know what your problem is.  You both come out of the gate like there's no tomorrow and charge down the track at full bore.  Then, you get tired and slow down and all of the other horses get past you.  You should take it easy coming out of the gate, a more leisurely pace.  When the others have tired themselves out, then you can pour on the steam in a spurt of energy and you're sure to win.  What do you think about that?"

Zephyr looks at Flealegs and says, "Wow, a talking dog!" 

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