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A woman brought a very limp parrot into a veterinary clinic. 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 sadly and said, I'm so sorry, your parrot has passed away."
The distressed owner asked, "Are you sure? I mean you haven't done any testing on him or anything. He might be in a coma or something." The vet turned and left the room, returning in a few moments with a beautiful black Labrador.
As the bird's owner looked on, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table and sniffed the parrot from top to bottom.
He then looked at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head.
The vet escorted the dog from the room and returned a few moments later with a Siamese cat. The cat jumped up on the table and delicately sniffed the bird. The cat then sat back, shook it's head, meowed and left the room.
The vet looked at the woman and said, "I'm sorry, but, like I said, your parrot is most definitely 100% certifiably dead."
He then turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys and produced a bill which he handed to the woman.
The parrot's owner looked at the bill. "A HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS!" she cried. A HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS just to tell me my parrot is dead?"
The vet shrugged. "If you had taken my word for it the bill would only have been $20, but with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan.....it's $150.00."
The distressed owner asked, "Are you sure? I mean you haven't done any testing on him or anything. He might be in a coma or something." The vet turned and left the room, returning in a few moments with a beautiful black Labrador.
As the bird's owner looked on, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table and sniffed the parrot from top to bottom.
He then looked at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head.
The vet escorted the dog from the room and returned a few moments later with a Siamese cat. The cat jumped up on the table and delicately sniffed the bird. The cat then sat back, shook it's head, meowed and left the room.
The vet looked at the woman and said, "I'm sorry, but, like I said, your parrot is most definitely 100% certifiably dead."
He then turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys and produced a bill which he handed to the woman.
The parrot's owner looked at the bill. "A HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS!" she cried. A HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS just to tell me my parrot is dead?"
The vet shrugged. "If you had taken my word for it the bill would only have been $20, but with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan.....it's $150.00."
