Once upon a time there lived a kitten named Froggy. One tragic evening, its owner was playing hopscotch when it lost its way. Wandering around the block, it began to see where its tiny kitty legs would take it.

“I smell fish” it thought, “I think I’ll go see what’s making that smell.”

It wandered towards the smell. Every time it stepped into a puddle, it would meow. Unfortunately, there were puddles everywhere because it just rained. To make matters worse, cars were rushing left and right, making the activities of this poor Froggy very dangerous. Two days later, it still had not found the source of the smell.

Then on the third day, Froggy saw a fisherman across the street catching some really funny looking fish. Froggy always made sure to look both ways before crossing the street, unlike Frogger, who just rushes across. Froggy is a good cat. “Hi there little fella” said the fisherman. “Are you lost?”

“Yes” meowed the cat, “I haven’t eaten in three days.”

The fisherman looked at the fish in his bucket. Then he looked at the cat.

“You know, neither have I,” said the fisherman. “But you can have the fish.” The greedy cat gobbled up the fish and wandered away, leaving the fisherman to die of starvation and getting washed away by the shores. The moral of this story? No good deed goes unpunished.