The Duck Who Got Stuck

One day three inexperienced ducklings were having fun and splashing around playfully in there pond until the smallest of the ducklings got stuck in the marsh. "We'll go and get help," the other ducklings quacked. The little duckling waited and waited for her friends to return, finally they returned with a senior duck who pulled her out of the marsh.

After that traumatising day the duckling was petrified of going into the water again. Each day, her friends came up to the bank and told her of all the fun adventures they had been on.

"You'll never believe what happened today!"
"Yeah!"
"Well, we went to explore this other pond."
"And, and we saw these HUGE creatures who were carrying these, these things!"
"There called guns and they were talking about 'Duck shooting season'."
" And then we saw some of the elderly ducks and then there was a big BANG and... I think they fell asleep. . ."

10 years later...

The little duckling (who was now an adult duck) was sitting on the bank thinking about what she was going to do with her life when she saw a young scared duckling stuck in the marsh. A Hawk was circling above eyeing its vunerable prey. She had to think fast. Before she knew what was happening she was in the water and had saved the little shivering duck.
"Thank you," the small duck said gratefully.

The Fox And The Feast

One day, a sly fox was prowling the jungle when he came across a waterhole. As he was sipping up the cool, clear water, feeling the gentle breeze ruffle through his auburn and black fur, a stealthy leopard came prancing by.
" Good morning." Leopard smiled, flashing her white teeth.
" Yes, 'tis, isn't it?" Fox replied, swishing his tail. They walked in silence for awhile and then Leopard asked, " If you could have one wish, any wish, what would it be?"
Fox paused for a second before answering, " To have lots and lots of food."
Leopard grinned. Finally! A wish she could grant.

Later on, when Fox had returned to his den, he found a dead zebra lying at the entrance. In a few seconds, all that was left of the zebra was bones. Crawling into his den, belly full, he lay down for a nap. It wasn't long before he was awakened by the thunder of hooves. Cautiously, he poked his head outside, only to find a herd of zebras angrily kicking up dust.
"Where is Zebrado?" One angry zebra snorted.
"Ah! No! I found his skeleton!" Wailed another.
Taking his chance to escape, Fox squirmed back into his den, but the zebras followed him in, stomping on him. From that day on, no-one ever heard Fox complain again.

Moral: Be careful what you wish for.