The Veterinarian Exam...
A man brought a very limp dog into the veterinary clinic. As he lay the dog
on the table, the doctor pulled out his stethoscope, placing the receptor on
the dog's chest. After a moment or two, the vet shook his head sadly and
said, "I'm sorry, but your dog has passed away."
"What?" screamed the man. "How can you tell? You haven't done any testing on
him or anything. I want another opinion!"
With that, the vet turned and left the room. In a few moments, he returned
with a Labrador Retriever. The Retriever went right to work, checking the
poor dead dog out thoroughly with his nose. After a considerable amount of
sniffing, the Retriever sadly shook his head and said, "Bark" (meaning "dead
as a doornail").
The veterinarian then took the Labrador out and returned in a few moments
with a cat, who also carefully sniffed out the poor dog on the table. As had
his predecessors, the cat sadly shook his head and said, "Meow" (meaning
"he's history"). He then jumped off the table and ran out of the room.
The veterinarian handed the man a bill for $600. The dog's owner went
berserk. "$600! Just to tell me my dog is dead? This is outrageous!"
The vet shook his head sadly and explained. "If you had taken my word for
it, the charge would have been $50, but you wanted the Lab work and the cat
scan."
