[Fangman]

A woman brought her pet duck Quacksalot to the vet, he wasn't moving

and lay limply in her arms. As she lay her pet 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 duck

Quacksalot has passed away."



The distressed owner wailed, "Are you sure?"



"Yes, I am sure. The duck is dead," he replied.



"How can you be so sure," she protested. "I mean, you haven't done any

tests or anything. He might just be in a coma or something."



The vet rolled his eyes, turned around, left the room, and 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 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 lab and led it out of the exam room.



She still wasn't convinced though.



So, he 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 sadly,

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% certifiably, a dead duck."



The owner cried softly and accepted the sad news.



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. She screamed,

"£150.00! £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 £150.00.

[namllihs]

Excellent.

[Dave]

[Dmodegirl]

[jinxy]

thats great i know some people who will have a great laugh at that