A very traditional elderly woman was enjoying a good game of
bridge with her girlfriends one evening. "Oh, no! I have to rush
home and fix dinner for my husband! He's going to really ticked
if it's not ready on time!" she exclaimed suddenly.
When she got home, she realized that she didn't have enough time
to go to the supermarket, and all she had in the cupboard was a
wilted lettuce leaf, an egg, and a can of cat food. In a panic,
she opened the can of cat food, stirred in the egg, and garnished
it with the lettuce leaf just as her husband pulled up.
She greeted her husband and then watched in horror as he sat down
to his dinner. To her surprise, the husband really enjoyed his
dinner. "Darling, this is the best dinner you have made for me in
forty years of marriage. You can make this for me any old day."
Needless to say, every bridge night from then on, the woman made
her husband the same dish. She told her bridge cronies about it
and they were all horrified.
"You're going to kill him!" they exclaimed.
Two months later, her husband died.
The women were sitting around the table playing bridge when one
of the cronies said, "You killed him! We told you that feeding
him that cat food every week would do him in! How can you just
sit there so calmly and play bridge knowing you murdered your
husband?"
The wife stoically replied, "I didn't kill him. He fell off the
mantel while he was licking his butt."