My word, how distressing for you, Sir Bart.
I think I may have to dispense with the services of Mr O'Shuffle. Last week, he was helping the handyman redecorate the reception room. The handyman had measured the room, cut the wallpaper to size, mixed a bucket of paste, and set up the work tables. He then went outside for a smoke before setting to work. Mr O'Shuffle elected to stay inside to drink his tea and read the colourful magazine he had brought with him.
When the handyman returned a few minutes later, he started hanging the wallpaper, only to be astonished that he now had two buckets of paste when he knew he had only mixed the one. He pushed this to the back of his mind and, dipping his brush liberally in the paste, slapped up the wallpaper.
Not only did the canary die the second its cage was brought into the room, but the hounds now sit outside the window howling all night.