E_Ehrenstrasser

Born, raised, proverbially bratty, and educated in Austria, I played soccer, broke my leg, and sailed the seven seas in hotel management. Back on land, not only land, but the almighty Land of Unlimited Opportunity, being goosed a few times I climbed corporate ladders in the restaurant and hotel industries, and commercial bank lending. Now, disheveled, wrinkled, old and bald, I just finished two ‘sacrilegious’ novels - unpublished, of course - on the obvious subjects. As the carpal tunnel syndrome is tweaking my pained hands, yet having too much to say, I am typing - one key at a time - my third dome of satire-fiction. This one features the ‘evil workings’ of illegal aliens, those extra-terrestrial beings - that clean our toilets…

While, much like Dagwood Bumstead, I am anxiously waiting for the mailman to bring me those book-advance checks, I want to point out my late grandfather’s passing words:

Ancient Alpine Wisdom

A Cow and its friend, a Field Mouse, were playing one summer day up in the Alps, when the little Mouse screamed in panic, “Quick, dear friend, do something, the Cat is over there and she will eat me!”

The Cow saw the Cat, and said to the Mouse, “Hurry, run back to my rear end. I will poop on you, and the Cat won’t find you!”

The Mouse did as told and the Cow followed with its promise. The Cat came around and saw the Mouse-tail sticking out and wiggling from the fresh cow-chip. She pulled the Mouse out, took her to the clear mountain creek, washed it off, and leisurely ate her.

Now, the Moral of that Story is…

Not everyone that s***s on you is your enemy,
and not everyone that pulls you from it is your friend!

With that in mind…