Tree Hugger

A woman from Los Angeles, 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."