RATS ON A CHEESE FARM

A colony of rats lived on a cheese farm owned by Farmer Swiss. One day, three of the rats decided that they wanted to take over the cheese farm so they sat down to devise strategies on how to effect this takeover. Rat number one, the ringleader, said that
to take over the cheese farm they would need to have all the rats on their side. To do that, he said, they would have to be in control of all the cheese on the farm so they could use it to bribe the other rats. Rat number two, the talker, said that since he had the gift of the gab he should do all the talking when they were presenting the cheese to the other rats. Rat number three, the miser, said it was not prudent for them to give away the cheese for free so they were to charge the rats one dollar for a slice of cheese. When he was asked why he wanted to charge the rats for the cheese? Rat number three said the money was to pay the puss so he did not chase them away from the barn where the cheese was kept. The three Rats ran a successful campaign, and soon they had all the rats on their side. For the love of cheese the rats were eager to fork over their dollars and the puss was happy because he had money to buy as many boots as he wanted. The Rats over time became stronger and more powerful than they were before and were puffed up with pride by the adulation that they were receiving from their fellow rats. After a while, the rats decided that it was time for the takeover of the cheese farm. So on Thanksgiving Night, blinded by their ambition, they went to Farmer Swiss' house. When Farmer Swiss saw them he was afraid and he ran into the kitchen where his wife was busy carving the turkey. Mrs. Swiss with the carving knife in her hand chased the rats out of the kitchen. As they ran out the front door Mrs. Swiss used the carving knife to cut off their tails. When Farmer Swiss looked at her in astonishment she said, "I hate rats! My first husband died from leptospirosis!"