A woman brought a very limp duck into a veterinary surgeon. As she laid
her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened to
the birds chest.
After a moment or two, the vet shook his head and sadly said, €œIm
sorry, your duck, Cuddles, has passed away.€�
The distressed woman wailed, €œAre you sure?€�
€œYes, I am sure. Your duck is dead,€� replied the vet..
€œHow can you be so sure?€� she protested. €œI mean you havent 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 minutes later with a black Labrador Retriever. As the ducks 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 up at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head.
The vet patted the dog on the head and took it out of the room. A few
minutes later he returned with a cat. The cat jumped on the table and
also delicately sniffed the bird from head to foot. The cat sat back on
its haunches, shook its head, meowed softly and strolled out of the room.
The vet looked at the woman and said, €œIm 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 and produced a
bill, which he handed to the woman..
The ducks owner, still in shock, took the bill. €œ$550.00!€� she cried,
€œ$550.00 just to tell me my duck is dead!€�
The vet shrugged, €œIm sorry. If you had just taken my word for it, the
bill would have been $5.00, but with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan,
its now $550.00€�OT - dead duck