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A client, after
cruelly firing his faithful lawyer, is defending
himself at trial having been caught by a game warden just as he
blew a Spotted Owl into a flurry of feathers.
After reading the charges, the judge -- well known for his
environmental sympathies -- gravely announced that since the
species concerned is in danger of imminent extinction, he would
have to make an example out of the defendant.
The client, waxing eloquent, said he was very sorry for what he'd
done, but that he was totally destitute and needed the bird to feed
his hungry children. All he had to his name, he said, his voice
cracking with emotion, was the little bit of bird shot he had left
in his gun.
The judge took off his glasses to wipe a tear from the corner of
his eye, and after regaining his composure, told the defendant he
would let him go with a warning this time.
The client beamed with pride as he started out of the courtroom.
Just then, the judge called out, "Oh, by the way, what does a
Spotted Owl taste like?"
The man's face came alive as he turned around and said, "Your
honor, it's hard to describe. Sort of a cross between a Bald Eagle,
a Whooping Crane and a California Condor."
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