At the dawn the telephone rings.
"Hello,Master Carlos?This is Arnaldo your country house caretaker"
"Ah!Yes,Mr.Arnaldo.What can I do for you?Is there any problem?"
"Umm,I just called to advise you,sir, that your parrot died".
"My parrot?Dead?The one that won the competition?".
"That's the one sir".
"Darn!That's such a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird.Oh well...what did it die from?".
"From eating rotten meat".
"Rotten meat?Who was so mean as to give him meat?"
"Nobody sir.It ate the meat of one of the dead horses."
"Dead horse?What dead horse Mr.Arnaldo?"
"Why,those pure breed ones that you had,sir.They died from all that work pulling the water cart."
"Are you insane?What water cart?"
"The one we used to put out the fire sir".
"Good lord!What fire are you talking about,man?"
"The one at your house!A candle fell and then the curtain caught on fire".
"WHAT THE...!!!But there is electricity at the house!!!What was the candle for???"
"For the funeral sir".
"WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL ???!!!"
"Your mother's!She showed up one night out of the blue and I thought she was a thief , so I shot her."
- Poor Carlos...!
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