Asgroupsof friends went deer hunting and paired off in two's for the day. Later that evening, one of the hunters returned alone, staggering under the weight of an eight-point buck.

　　"Where's Henry?" asked one of the men.

　　"Henry had a stroke of some kind. He's a couple of miles back up the trail," explained the hunter.

　　"You left Henry laying out there and carried the deer back!" exclaimed the man.

　　"A tough call," nodded the hunter, "but I figured no one's gonna steal Henry."