This is the second story my old coach told me one Tuesday after a track workout:
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Owl and Wolf Go A-Hunting
Yes!” Owl cried, swooping down to a branch below, “You got it!” Wolf pulled up, panting puffy clouds of hot breath through the Rabbit’s fur. He opened his jaws and let the Rabbit go. The terrified animal sped off into the woods.
“No! Why did you do that?” Owl cried. Wolf just shrugged, spit flying, tongue lolling, grinning his Wolf Grin and turned to Owl. He stared at him with wild, yellow Wolf-Eyes, full of Love for the Hunt.
On Tuesday, Wolf invited Owl to come hunting.
Owl soared high in the air, scouting the snow below. Wolf padded through the snow, sniffing the air. Soon, Owl spotted a Rabbit.
“Wolf!” he shrieked, “Over there!” and wolf took off, grinning his wolf grin, loping along after it. Just as his paw seemed to swipe its tail, though, the Rabbit sped away. Wolf pulled up, panting puffy clouds of hot breath.
“Oh no!” Owl cried, swooping down to a branch below, “It looked like you almost had that one.” Wolf just shrugged, grinning his Wolf Grin, and padded off.
Owl soared high in the air, scouting the snow below. Wolf padded through the snow, sniffing the air. Soon, Owl spotted the Rabbit again.
“Wolf!” he shrieked, “There it is!” and as soon as he called his name Wolf took off, tongue lolling, grinning his wolf grin, fairly flying after it. Just as Wolf’s nose grazed the Rabbit’s fur, the Rabbit sped away. Wolf pulled up, panting puffy clouds of hot breath into the air.
“Oh no!” Owl cried, swooping down to a branch below, “I thought for sure you had it that time!” Wolf just shrugged, tongue lolling, grinning his Wolf Grin, and padded off.
Owl soared high in the air, scouting the snow below. Wolf padded through the snow, sniffing the air. Soon, Owl spotted the Rabbit a third time.
“Wolf!” Owl shrieked, but Wolf had already taken off, spit flying, tongue lolling, grinning his Wolf Grin and soaring over the snow. He pulled up even to the fleeing Rabbit. He lowered his head, opening his jaws as wide as he could, and plucked the Rabbit mid-stride. He pulled up, panting puffy clouds of hot breath through the Rabbit’s fur.
“Oh no!” Owl cried, swooping down to a branch below, “I thought for sure you had it that time!” Wolf just shrugged, tongue lolling, grinning his Wolf Grin, and padded off.
Owl soared high in the air, scouting the snow below. Wolf padded through the snow, sniffing the air. Soon, Owl spotted the Rabbit a third time.
“Wolf!” Owl shrieked, but Wolf had already taken off, spit flying, tongue lolling, grinning his Wolf Grin and soaring over the snow. He pulled up even to the fleeing Rabbit. He lowered his head, opening his jaws as wide as he could, and plucked the Rabbit mid-stride. He pulled up, panting puffy clouds of hot breath through the Rabbit’s fur.
“I wasn’t done,” he growled, and padded off.
So owl soared high into the air, scouting the ground below, wondering at the relationship between Work and Reward, Delayed Gratification, and whether his friend Wolf was wired entirely correctly.
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After telling us that story he made us do two more reps. That man was a sadist, albeit a poetic one. There is something to be said about giving into your nature, though, and loving what you do.
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