Your Duck is Dead--  ..A woman brought a very l

Your Duck is Dead-- 

..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 bird's 
chest. 

..After a moment or two, the vet shook his head and 
sadly said, "I'm sorry, your duck, Cuddles, has 
passed away." 

..The distressed woman wailed, "Are you sure?" 
"Yes, I am sure. Your duck is dead," replied the 
vet.. 

.."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 minutes 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 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, "I'm 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 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 had just taken my 
word for it, the bill would have been $20, but with the 
Lab Report and the Cat Scan, it's now $150."