I got this in an e-mail, and thought it was pretty funny!
VETERINARY SURGERY
A woman brought a very limp duck into a veterinary surgeon. As she laid
the
duck on the table, the vet pulled out his
stethoscope and listened to the bird's chest. After a moment or two, the
vet
shook his head sadly and said, "I'm so sorry, your pet has passed away."
The distressed owner wailed, "Are you sure?
"Yes, I'm sure. The duck is dead," he replied.
"How can you be so sure", she protested. "I mean, you haven't done any
testing on him or anything. He might just be in a coma or something."
The vet rolled his eyes, turned around and left the room. He returned a
few
moments later with a black Labrador Retriever.
As the duck's owner looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind
legs,
put his front paws on the examination table and
sniffed the duck from top to bottom. He then looked at the vet with sad
eyes and shook his head.
The vet patted the dog and took it out and returned a few moments later
with
a beautiful cat. The cat jumped up on the table
and also sniffed the bird from its beak to its tail and back again. The
cat
sat back on its haunches, shook its head, meowed softly, jumped down and
strolled out of the room.
The vet looked at the woman and said, "I'm sorry, but as I said, this is
most definitely, 100% certifiably, a dead duck."
Then the vet turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys, and
produced a
bill, which he handed to the woman.
The duck's owner, still in shock, took the bill.
"$150!" she cried. $150 just to tell me my duck is dead?!!"
The vet shrugged. "I'm sorry. If you'd taken my word for it, the bill
would
have been $20. But what with the Lab Report and
the Cat Scan, it all adds up."
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