The Beetle and the Window.
A beetle had crawled for hours across a window pane when a squirrel, who had been watching the beetle from its branch, scampered up and asked: “Ho beetle. What is it that you have been doing? To me you seem to wander aimlessly.”
“I have been trying to reach that lush cabbage down in that garden,” replied the beetle, “but I cannot seem to find my way there.”
“No indeed,” agreed the squirrel, “I do not think you can get there through that window. Even a thousand beetles would not be able to make their way through it.”
The beetle stopped. The squirrel continued, “I'm sorry, I did not mean to upset you.”
“It isn't that... ” spoke the beetle, trailing off. “But what” inquired the beetle, “is a window?”