Brother Bob, who was a preacher in a small Tennessee town, looked out with dismay one morning and spotted a dead mule on the lawn in front of his church.
He wanted the dead mule to be hauled off, so he went to the town's lazy Mayor and asked him to haul away the mule. That was a big job; but he figured it came under the heading of hauling off the refuse and general sanitation.
But the Mayor was uncooperative and in a bad humor. He denied the request; and told Brother Bob that burying the dead mule was his job, as one of the things that ministers do is to bury the dead. The Mayor thought he got the last word in.
But Brother Bob replied, "But another one of my jobs is to notify the next of kin."
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