Father O'Malley

Weeks after losing his parish in New Orleans' Ninth Ward, Father O'Malley was finally assigned a new parish outside Houston, Texas.

He awoke on his first morning and rose from his bed. It was a fine Autumn day. He walked to the window to get a deep breath of fresh air and noticed a donkey lying dead on the front lawn.

He called the local police station:

"Good morning. This is Sergeant Gonzalez. How might I help you?"

"This is Father O'Malley at The Mission. There's a donkey lying dead on the front lawn. Would you send a couple of your men to take care of the matter?"

Sergeant Gonzalez, replied with a smirk, "Well now father, it was always my impression that you people took care of last rites!"

"Yes, that's certainly true, but we are also obliged to notify the next of kin."

Thanks to Patricia for sending this along!

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