Trophy Hunt

After downing his buck, the Might Hunter triumphantly returned home to enlist the help of his long-suffering girlfriend (we'll call her LSG) for help in packing out the meat. She considered wearing her trail runners, but remembering that rain seemed impending, she grabbed her rubber boots instead. They ventured out after dark, and LSG asked Mighty Hunter for his headlamp. However, he was hot on the trail and far too excited to pause to hand her the light, and so said, "Just stay right behind me. You'll be fine."

Stumbling along in the dark, LSG did as she was told. The sagebrush and buffalo berries made rough walking, and there were snakes in this country. With her next step, something moved. No, it didn't just move-- she stepped on it! Whatever she stepped on was moving! And now it was walking along next to her! This was just too much for LSG, who began screaming her head off. Mighty Hunter thought perhaps she'd been shot herself, and came running to her aid. She pointed and stuttered and screamed, and Mighty Hunter's light fell on a porcupine. LSG had stepped directly onto a live porcupine.

"Did it get me? Did it get me?" LSG wailed, eyes clenched shut. (In LSG's defense, she's quite a hunter herself. It was just the fright that caused her to whimper.) Thankfully, the only two quills the pair came up with were lodged firmly in the uppers of her rubber boots, far from any skin.

Mighty Hunter returned from the hunt with his trophy, and LSG with her trophy tale, so at the end of the night, all were satisfied.