One day, a wayfarer was walking down the road near the house of his main enemy when he sees a dog dead infront of his house door.
The wayfarer goes into that house and rings doorbell. The householder opens the door.
Wayfarer: Didn't you see a dog lying down dead here? And yet why don't you even mind it.
Householder(angrily): So what? What should I do? Don't interfere in my affairs. This house is mine. not yours.
Wayfarer: I know. This is not my home. but isn't it my responsibility to inform family and relatives of the dog about it.