I've seen this before, but not for a while.
A woman brought a very limp duck into a veterinary surgeon. As she laid her
pet 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.
"But 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 feet on the
examination table and sniffed the duck from top to bottom. He then looked at
the vet 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
duck 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, 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
be $20, but what with the Lab Report and the Cat-Scan, it all adds up."
Malvary in Ottawa (the Nation's Capital), Canada
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