El solecito was brillando muy bonito that morning when Canutito was wandering allá by the corral. He was walking along el cerco tapping los wires del alambre de tela of the fence con un palo viejo that he had picked up. He even went into the chicken coop a ver si las gallinas habían laid any huevos. Just then, he heard a una borrega vieja baaing as if she had lost her lamb.
Canutito went over a investigar to see por qué the mamá sheep estaba baaing like that. Soon he found la razón: her baby borreguito had died en la noche and la borrega estaba sad. Canutito bent over el stiff, dead lamb and made the sign of the cross over it como he had seen al parish priest do it en un funeral. Then he walked pa’trás pa’ la casa to report el borreguito muerto to grampo.
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