Canadian Wife Wants to Hunt
One day the wife of an avid hunter says to him, "you know honey, I hear all of your great hunting stories all the time and I see how much you love it so I think I'd like to go with you next year," now this wife obviously didn't know the main appeal of hunting is to get away from the wife but as a good husband he grudgingly said, "fine, next fall I'll take you deer hunting."
The wife was elated, more time to spend together, more time to talk, what could be a better time to talk about the many issues running through her mind than sitting in the quiet woods waiting for a deer to happen by. The husband was sore but once again, swallowed any misgivings and bought her a new rifle, full camo gear, and taught her to shoot. He had to admit, at shooting, she was a natural.
Then the big day came, they loaded up the truck and set off. When they got to the area they walked down an old path and he said, "okay, just sit right here on this stump, I'm going down the trail a ways to have a look around, if you see a deer, take it," she says okay and he sets off.
All of a sudden before he's gone even five minutes there's the distinctive crack of a .308, and he runs back to see his wife arguing with an Royal Canadian Mounted Police officer, "you are NOT taking that animal," says the cop, "Yes I am," says the wife, "I shot it, it's mine! You're not going to tell me I can't have that deer!"
"Fine says the cop, just let me get my saddle off him."
