“She has her Priorities for Sure”
A happily married man had only one complaint: his wife was always nursing sick birds.
One cold evening, he came home to find a raven with a splint on its beak sitting in his favorite chair.
On
the dining room table there was a feverish eagle pecking at an aspirin
while in the kitchen his wife was comforting a cold, shivering little
wren that she found.
The furious spouse strode over to where his wife was toweling down the cold little bird.
"I can't take it anymore! We've got to get rid of all of these darn..."
The wife held up her hand to cut him off in mid-curse. "Please dear," she said, "not in front of the chilled wren."
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