Mulla owned a very valuable, expensive axe. Every night before bed, he would hide it inside the clay oven and put the lid on. His wife asked, "Why do you keep putting the axe in the oven?" "I'm hiding it from the cat," Mulla said. "Why on earth would the cat want an axe?" Mulla rolled his eyes. "You are so naive. That cat will steal a cheap, worthless scrap of meat off the counter. You really think she's going to pass up a ten-dollar axe?!"