In the highlands of Scotland, sheep will often wander off into the rocks and get into places that they can't get out of. The grass on these mountains is very sweet and the sheep like it, and they will jump down 10 or 12 feet, and then they can't jump back again, and the shepherd hears them bleating in distress.
They may be there for days, until they have eaten all the grass. The shepherd will wait until they are so faint they cannot stand, and then they will put a rope around them, and he will go over and pull the sheep up out of the jaws of death.
Why doesn't the shepherd go down there when the sheep first get there? "Because," replied one shepherd, "they are so very foolish they would dash right over the precipice and be killed if they did!"
Moral: Too often it's only when we give up trying to "go it alone" that we're ready to receive some help.
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