The Tale of the Fox and the Cat

One bright and sunny morning, Fox and his friend the cat were sitting in the apple orchard, warming themselves in a sunbeam, and chatting. As usual, Fox was bragging about how clever he was.

"I now a hundred ways to escape the dogs of the hunters!" he said. "I can run to the high meadow, and hide in a hole I know of, under a huge boulder."
"Well," said the cat, "I only know one way, but it always works."
"Oh, I am so sorry for you, I know a hundred ways!" crowed the fox. "I can run along the dry creek bed, and hide among the roots of the old willow."
"Meow, I only know one way, but it always works." murmured the cat.
"You poor beast! I know a hundred ways to escape the dogs of the hunters. I can run across the stream, and hide in the blackberry thickets on the other side! I know a hundred ways! I can..."

Just then, off in the distance, they heard an eerie howling, the fearful baying of many dogs. ZIP! The cat went up to the small branches at the top of a nearby tree. THAT was his way, and it always worked.

"Uh-um...I guess I should run to the old dry creek bed, and hide in the roots of the old willow..." stuttered the fox.
"Oh yes! Just run!" said the cat.
"Or maybe I should run over to the high meadow, and find the hole under the huge boulder...."
Over the howling and barking that was growing louder by the moment, the cat yelled. "Just run! Just Run!"
"Perhaps I should cross the stream and try to hide in the blackberry thickets. I've never really tried that, but I think it should work..."
"JUST RUN!"
And with that, the first of the dogs came howling and baying and bounding through the orchard, and promptly pounced on poor Fox.

The moral of the story is: It's better to have one plan that you know will work, than hundreds of vague ideas that you've never really checked out.