Post by Joe Smarts on Nov 3, 2016 2:00:34 GMT -5
A man named Damian Kaine brought a very limp dog in to a veterinary surgery. As Damian laid his pet on the table, the vet pulled out her stethoscope and listened to the dog's chest. After a moment or two, the vet shook her head sadly and said 'I'm so sorry, your dog "Cuddles" has passed away.
A distressed Damian Kaine wailed 'Are you sure?'
'Yes, I am sure. The dingo is dead' she replied.
'How can you be so sure?' he protested, 'I mean, you haven't done any testing on him or anything. He might just be in a coma!' The vet rolled her eyes, turned around and left the room, returning a few moments later with a black Labrador Retriever. As the Damian looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table and sniffed Damian's dog from top to bottom. He then looked at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head. The vet patted the dog and took it out.
The vet then returned with a cat. The cat jumped up on the table and also sniffed delicately at the dingo from head to foot. The cat sat back on its haunches, shook his head, meowed softly and strolled out of the room.
The vet looked at Damian Kaine and said, 'I'm sorry, but as I've already told you, this is most definitely, 100% certifiably, a dead dog.' Then the vet turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys and produced a bill, which she handed to Damian. Kaine, still in shock, took the bill.
'$400!?' he cried. '$400 just to tell me my dog is dead!?'
'I'm sorry,' the vet said, 'but if you'd taken my word in the first place, the bill would've been $60. But with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan, it's now gone up to $400.'
A distressed Damian Kaine wailed 'Are you sure?'
'Yes, I am sure. The dingo is dead' she replied.
'How can you be so sure?' he protested, 'I mean, you haven't done any testing on him or anything. He might just be in a coma!' The vet rolled her eyes, turned around and left the room, returning a few moments later with a black Labrador Retriever. As the Damian looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table and sniffed Damian's dog from top to bottom. He then looked at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head. The vet patted the dog and took it out.
The vet then returned with a cat. The cat jumped up on the table and also sniffed delicately at the dingo from head to foot. The cat sat back on its haunches, shook his head, meowed softly and strolled out of the room.
The vet looked at Damian Kaine and said, 'I'm sorry, but as I've already told you, this is most definitely, 100% certifiably, a dead dog.' Then the vet turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys and produced a bill, which she handed to Damian. Kaine, still in shock, took the bill.
'$400!?' he cried. '$400 just to tell me my dog is dead!?'
'I'm sorry,' the vet said, 'but if you'd taken my word in the first place, the bill would've been $60. But with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan, it's now gone up to $400.'
