As she laid her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and
listened to the duck's chest. After a moment or two, the vet shook his head
sadly and said 'I'm so sorry, your Duck,
'Cuddles' 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
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, and returned a
few minutes later with a black Labrador
As the duck's owner looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs,
put his paws on the table and sniffed the duck from top to bottom. He then
looked at the Vet with sad eyes and shook
The vet patted the dog, and took it out, and returned a few minutes later
with a cat.
The cat jumped up on the table and also sniffed delicately at the duck 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
The vet turned to his PC, 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 just shrugged, and said 'I'm sorry.
If you'd taken my word for it, the bill would have been just £20, but with
the Lab report and the Cat scan, it's now