A goat farmer lies on a meadow on a hillside. The young man, his name is Mauricio, is counting shapes in the clouds when an angry shadow moves across his face. Annoyed, Mauricio looks up to find the angry shadow attached to the bishop of these lands. "Mauricio, what are you doing lying in the grass? Don't you have goats to attend to?!" Mauricio, slightly annoyed at the shape blocking the afternoon sun, sits half upright, takes a glance around, and falls back down again. "Lord Father, the goats look fine to me." This does not please the angry shadow attached to the bishop. It gestures vaguely. "And what about the animals over there? Are these not your concern?!" Mauricio takes a half glance. "That's correct, Father. Those are Antonio's. And they're cows." The bishop bristles and stomps off angrily.
A little while later, Mauricio is still lying in the field when he hears a great cry coming from Antonio's field. He jumps into action immediately, running as fast as he can, and hops the fence separating his field from Antonio's. He quickly finds the source of the ruckus: A cow is stuck in a shallow hole, unable to get out. He does his best to pacify the terrified animal and gets her unstuck by tying a rope around her body and dragging it. Just as he gets her free, the bishop jumps out of the bushes. "I knew it! I knew it!" he cackles, and Mauricio lands on his ass as he lets go of the rope. "I knew you were just some lazy bum wasting their potential!"
Mauricio stares at the bishop in stunned silence for a moment. Then, he says: "Bishop, I'm an animal herder. I can herd any animal I want. But I choose to herd goats."