The dead horse

The phone is ringing in the police station. The duty officer picks up.
A male voice: "Hhhhalo, I f-f-f-found a d-d-d-dead h-h-h-horse..."
"Where is it?"
"The b-b-b-b..."
"The Brooklyn Bridge?"
"N-n-n-no, the b-b-b-b..."
The officer cannot take it anymore he hangs up. Three minutes later the phone rings again.
Same male voice: "Hhhhalo, I f-f-f-found a d-d-d-dead h-h-h-horse..."
"Where is it?"
"The b-b-b-b..."
"The Brooklyn Bridge?"
"N-n-n-no, the b-b-b-b..."
The officer hangs up again. Three hours later the phone rings again.
Same male voice: "Hhhhalo, I f-f-f-found a d-d-d-dead h-h-h-horse..."
"Where is it?"
"The b-b-b-b..."
"The Brooklyn Bridge?"
"N-n-n-no, you IDIOT, b-b-b-but I h-h-h-have dragged it there..."