A burglar broke into a house one night. He shone his flashlight around, looking for valuables, and when he picked up a CD player to place into his sack, a strange, disembodied voice echoed from the dark saying, “Jesus is watching you.”
He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked his flashlight off and froze. When he heard nothing more after a bit, he shook his head, promised himself a long vacation after his next big score, then clicked the flashlight back on and began searching for more valuables.
Just as he pulled the stereo out so that he could disconnect the wires, clear as a bell he heard, “Jesus is watching you.” Totally rattled, he shone his flashlight around frantically, looking for the source of the voice.
Finally, in the corner of the room, his flashlight beam came to rest on a parrot. “Did you say that”? he hissed at the parrot.
“Yes,” the parrot confessed, then squawked, “I’m just trying to warn you.”
The burglar relaxed. “Warn me, huh? Who do you think you are anyway?”
“Moses,” replied the parrot.
“Moses,” the burglar laughed. “What kind of people would name a parrot Moses?”
The parrot quickly answered, “The same kind of people that would name a Rottweiler Jesus.”