Just because you can't jump high enough to reach the wine rack, does that mean those grapes are sour for you?
Once upon a time, a Pigeon flew over the den of the Fox and defecated upon it. The Pigeon's warm stool splattered upon the Fox's head and enraged the latter. "STOP THE PIGEON!" screeched the Fox in his best Dick Dastardly imitation. After weeks of stalking, the Fox finally tracked down the Pigeon to a courtyard and dispensed with the rude avian with extreme prejudice.
Much later, another Pigeon flew over the den of the Fox and history repeated itself. After weeks of stalking, the Fox finally tracked down this other Pigeon but found the canny avian ensconded at the roof. After contemplating the situation for days, the Fox merely shrugged and announced to his Cubs that Sainthood is the province of those who hold to forgiveness in their hearts.