The Bodhisatta was once born as a crow. One day a crow dropped filth on the king’s chaplain as he was returning from the bath arrayed in all his splendour. He thereupon conceived hatred against all crows. Soon after that a woman slave, watching some rice spread out in the sun to dry, was angered by a goat who, as soon as she fell asleep, started to eat the rice. In exasperation she fetched a torch and struck the goat’s shaggy back, which caught fire. To ease its pain, the goat ran into the hay-shed near the king’s elephant-stalls and rolled in the hay. In the conflagration that ensued many of the elephants were badly burnt, and when the chaplain was consulted, remembering his anger against crows, he said that the cure for burns was crows’ fat. Crows were accordingly being mercilessly slaughtered; the Bodhisatta, hearing of this sought the king and explained to him the chaplain’s motive. Crows had no fat, he said, because their life is passed in ceaseless dread. The king, being greatly pleased with the Bodhisatta’s act, granted immunity to all living beings, showing particular favour towards crows.

The circumstances that led to the recital of the story are described in the Bhaddasāla Jātaka (q.v.) The king in the story was Ānanda.