A lady from California purchased a piece of timberland in Oregon. There
was a large tree on one of the highest points in the tract. She wanted to
get a good view 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 lady slid down the tree to the ground and got
many splinters in her private parts. In considerable pain, she hurried to
the nearest doctor.

He listened to her story then told her to go into the examining room and
he would see if he could help her. She sat and waited for three hours
before the doctor reappeared.

The angry lady demanded, "What took you so long?"

The unperturbed doctor replied, "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."