He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked his flashlight off and froze. When he heard nothing more after a little while, he shook his head, promised himself a vacation after the next score, and then clicked the light back on, and began searching again for more valuables.
Just as he pulled the stereo out so he could disconnect the wires, clear as a bell he heard, "Jesus is watching you."
Freaked out, he shone his light around frantically, looking for the source of the voice. Finally, in the corner of the room, his flashlight came to rest on a parrot.
"Did you say that?" he hissed at the parrot.
"Yep," the parrot confessed, and then squawked, "I'm trying to warn you."
The burglar relaxed. "Warn me, huh? Who are you?"
"Moses," replied the parrot.
"Moses?" the burglar laughed. "What kind of stupid people would name a parrot Moses?"
The parrot replied, "Probably the same kind of people that would namea Rotweiller Jesus."
