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 cat.
The cat jumped up on the table and also sniffed delicately at 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, "I'm sorry, but as I said, this is
most definitely, 100 percent 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 with the lab report and the cat scan, it's now £150.