Of course, what was I thinking? The traditional Native American division of labor.
At my house, icky-dead-animal-stuff is done by males (I have six sons), and icky-stuff-from-kids is done by females. Icky-pet-stuff is a group effort.
(Being the nice guy I am, I even help with the butchering when it's my deer.)
An independent woman is a joy because if she is with a guy it is because she wants to be there, not out of desperation. It's a lot less worrisome than someone who is prone to being helpless. Besides, if you can't work together, there is a good chance you'll work apart...