A group of friends went deer hunting and split up into paires for the day. That night, one of the hunters, John, returned alone, staggering under the weight of an eight-point buck.

The others asked "Where's Ted?"

"Ted had a stroke or some thing and died. I left him a couple of miles back up the trail."

"You left Ted laying out there and carried the deer back?!!"

"It was a tough call," nodded John, "but I figured no one is going to steal Ted.