A woman, who was a tree hugger and an anti-hunter,
> purchased a piece of timberland. There was a large tree on one of the
> highest points in the tract. She wanted a good view of the natural
> splendor
> of her land so she started to climb the big tree. As she neared the top
> she
> encountered a spotted owl that attacked her.
>
> In her haste to escape, the woman slid down the tree to the ground and got
> many splinters in her crotch.
>
> In considerable pain, she hurried to the nearest doctor. She told him she
> was an environmentalist and an anti-hunter and how she came to get all the
> splinters. The doctor listened to her story with great patience and then
> told her to go into the examining room and he would see if he could help
> her.
>
> She sat and waited three hours before the doctor reappeared. The angry
> woman demanded, "What took you so long?"
>
> He smiled and then told her, "Well, I had to get permits from the
> Environmental Protection Agency, the Forest Service and the Bureau of
> Land
> Management before I could remove old-growth timber from a recreational
> area.
> I'm sorry, but they turned me down."
>
>
