One day she was shut up in a room by herself when she heard the bell ring. But she couldn't open the door, the window was too high to reach, and the glass was too strong to break. At last, after some hours, the door was opened. She hurried to the place where she expected to find her dinner, but no dinner there. She was very hungry, and hunger made her clever. She knew where the rope hung which pulled the bell. "Now, when that bell rings I generally get my supper," she thought as she ran towards the rope. That was a thick rope. It was easy for her to reach the rope. She jumped upon it. It gave a pleasant sound. As she was swinging, she thought, "Now I shall get my supper, though I have lost my dinner." The bell rang louder and louder.

The cat lived in a nunnery. She had noticed that when a certain bell was rung, a group of nuns would come for their meals, and she also received her food.

The nuns hearing the bell ring at so unusual an hour, and came hurrying to the bell. They wondered what was wrong. To their great surprise, they saw it was the cat which rang the bell! They couldn't understand and thought for some time, till the sister who gave the cat her meals remembered that she had not been present at dinner time, and then, she brought double meals to the cat immediately.