On one occasion a number of monks were descending from the Vulture Peak when they saw the remains of a tiger’s kill … saw the remains of a panther’s kill … saw the remains of a hyena’s kill … saw the remains of a wolf’s kill. They had it cooked and ate it. They became anxious … “There’s no offense when it’s the possession of an animal.”

On one occasion, when rice belonging to the Sangha was being distributed, a monk said without grounds, “Please give me a portion for one more,” and he took it away. He became anxious … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s an offense entailing confession for lying in full awareness.” On one occasion, when fresh food belonging to the Sangha was being distributed … when cookies belonging to the Sangha were being distributed … when sugarcane belonging to the Sangha was being distributed … when gaub fruits belonging to the Sangha were being distributed, a monk said without grounds, “Please give me a portion for one more,” and he took it away. He became anxious … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s an offense entailing confession for lying in full awareness.”

On one occasion during a shortage of food, a monk entered a rice kitchen and took a bowlful of cooked rice, intending to steal it. He became anxious … “You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.” On one occasion during a shortage of food, a monk entered a slaughterhouse and took a bowlful of meat, intending to steal it. He became anxious … “You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”