(from r.h.f.)
On the border between England and Wales there's a small forest
managed by a couple of wardens, one from England and one from
Wales. Whilst patrolling the forest one day, the English
warden came across a wolf caught in a trap.
Straight away he returned to his office and rang up the Welsh
warden to tell him that one of his wolves had been caught.
"How do you know it's one of ours?" asked the Welshman.
"Well," said the Pom, "He's already chewed off three legs,
and he's still trapped."
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