A woman brought a very limp
duck into a veterinary office. As she lay her pet on the table, the vet pulled
out his stethoscope & listened to the bird's chest. After a moment or two,
the vet shook his head sadly & said, "I'm so sorry, your duck has
passed away."
"Are you sure?" the
distressed owner wailed. "Yes, I am sure the duck is dead" he
replied. "How can you be so sure, 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 & left the room, & 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 & sniffed the duck from top to bottom. He then looked at
the vet with sad eyes & shook his head. The vet patted the dog & took
it out, & returned a few moments later with a cat.
The cat jumped up on the table
& also sniffed delicately at the bird. The cat sat back on its haunches,
shook its head, meowed softly & strolled out of the room. The vet looked at
the woman & said, "I'm sorry, but as I said, this is most definitely,
100% certifiably, a dead duck."
The vet turned to his computer
terminal, hit a few keys & produced a bill which he handed to the woman.
The duck's owner, still in shock, took the bill. "$850!" she cried.
"$850 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 with
the Lab Report & the Cat Scan it's now "$850!"
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