They tried giving her warm milk to drink but she refused it.
One of the nuns took the glass back into the kitchen. Suddenly she remembered a bottle of Malt Whisky they had received as a gift the previous Christmas
She opened it and poured a fair amount into the warm milk.
Back at Mother Superior's bed they held the glass to her lips.The frail nun drank a little, then a little more and before they knew it she had finished the whole glass down to the last drop.
As her eyes brightened, the nuns thought it would be a good opportunity to have one last talk with their spiritual leader. 'Mother,' the nuns asked earnestly,'Please give us some of your wisdom before you leave us.' She raised herself up in bed on one elbow, looked at them and said:
'Don't sell that cow'.
Mother Superior
