Mammals

Startled farmers saw no one, until they looked closer, and saw... hundreds of tiny, hungry mice! The mice were stealing their grain! They were the thieves!

“On one very cold night I was shivering so hard, and I felt that I was freezing to death. All of a sudden, I felt a little bit of warmth . . .”

“Have you ever noticed,” remarked the Rebbe, “how a horse paws angrily at the water with his hooves when it’s led to a stream to drink? Why do you think he does this?”

It was an unusual job for a religious Jew, and his success aroused jealousy, even among his own artisans.

An old man was sitting in a carriage being led by two very old horses, trekking through the evening snowstorm with ease.

So this teenage kid pulls up to the shul on his speedy white horse, ties it to a post and swaggers in for a talk with the rabbi.

“Fools!” cried the coachman. “Do you think that I gave you to drink so that the hay you devour should be more tasty?”

He was so concerned that someone would attempt to steal his horse that he built a well-fortified barn, replete with iron doors and locks.