JRockBlues
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A woman takes a very limp duck into vetinary surgery. The vet took out his stethescope and listened to the bird's chest for a moment or two then shook his head and said "I'm sorry your duck has passed away."
"Are you sure?" the woman asked.
"Yes, I'm sure. Your duck is dead." he answered.
"You've hardly examined him. He could be in a coma or something. You've not run any tests at all." She protested.
The vet rolled his eyes and left the room returning moments later with a black Labrador dog. As the woman looked on in amazement the dog stood on it's hind legs and rested it's 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 took the dog away and returned with a cat which he proceeded to place on the examination table. The cat sniffed delicately at the bird, shook it's head and meowed softly, jumped down and strolled out of the room.
"I'm sorry," said the vet, "but this is most certainly a dead duck." He then turned to his computer hit a few keys and produced a bill for his services.
"£150!" cried the woman, "£150 just to tell me my duck is dead?!"
"I'm sorry," he replied. "If you'd taken my word for it then the bill would only have been £20, but with the lab report and the cat scan it's now £150."
"Are you sure?" the woman asked.
"Yes, I'm sure. Your duck is dead." he answered.
"You've hardly examined him. He could be in a coma or something. You've not run any tests at all." She protested.
The vet rolled his eyes and left the room returning moments later with a black Labrador dog. As the woman looked on in amazement the dog stood on it's hind legs and rested it's 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 took the dog away and returned with a cat which he proceeded to place on the examination table. The cat sniffed delicately at the bird, shook it's head and meowed softly, jumped down and strolled out of the room.
"I'm sorry," said the vet, "but this is most certainly a dead duck." He then turned to his computer hit a few keys and produced a bill for his services.
"£150!" cried the woman, "£150 just to tell me my duck is dead?!"
"I'm sorry," he replied. "If you'd taken my word for it then the bill would only have been £20, but with the lab report and the cat scan it's now £150."
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