Father Brendan O’Malley got up one fine spring day and walked to the window of his bedroom to get a deep breath of the beautiful day outside, and noticed there was a jackass lying dead in the middle of his front lawn. He promptly called the local police station.
“Top o’ the day to ye. This is Sgt. Pat Flaherty. How might I help ye?”
“And the best of the day te yerself. This is Father Brendan O’Malley at St. Brigid’s. There’s a jackass lying dead in me front lawn. Could ye be sending a couple o’ yer lads over to take care of the matter?”
Sgt. Pat Flaherty, considered himself to be quite a wit said, “Well now, father, it was always my impression that you people took care of last rites!”
There was dead silence on the line for a moment, and then Father Brendan O’Malley replied: “Aye, tis certainly true, but we are also obliged to notify the next of kin!”