They Shoot Horses, Don't They?
Mrs. Knappenberger was talking to the new pastor as my mom limped by. My mom had sprained her ankle the previous month.
Mrs. Knappenberger asked how was the ankle.
"Fine."
"Did you see a doctor about it?"
"No, it's just a sprain."
The pastor said that he had sprained his ankle playing soccer, and they took him to the doctor. The doctor had asked how many times before it was broken. "None," replied the pastor. The doctor said "Even without x-raying it, I can see two other places it's been broken."
Mrs. Knappenberger invited my mom to come over. "My husband used to x-ray all of our boys' bones."
"I wouldn't go see your husband. He'd shoot me."
The pastor looked suspiciously at Mrs. Knappenberger.
"Oh, my husband's a vet."
