A man runs into the vet's office carrying his dog,
screaming for
help. The vet rushes him back to an
examination room and has him put
his dog down on
the examination table. The vet examines the still,
limp
body and after a few moments tells the man
that his dog,
regrettable, is dead.
The man, clearly agitated and not willing to
accept
this, demands a second opinion.
The vet goes into the back
room and comes out with
a cat and puts the cat down next to the dog's
body.
The cat sniffs the body, walks from head to tail poking
and
sniffing the dog's body and finally looks at the vet
and meows. The
vet looks at the man and says,
"I'm sorry, but the cat thinks that
your dog is dead too."
The man is still unwilling to accept that his
dog is dead.
The vet brings in a black labrador. The lab sniffs the
body,
walks from head to tail, and finally looks at the
vet and barks. The
vet looks at the man and says, "I'm
sorry, but the lab thinks your
dog is dead too."
The man, finally resigned to the diagnosis, thanks
the
vet and asks how much he owes.
The vet answers, "$650.
"$650
to tell me my dog is dead?" exclaimed the man....
"Well," the vet
replies, "I would only have charged you
$50 for my initial diagnosis.
The additional $600 was
for the cat scan and lab tests."
**************************
Little Johnny was eating breakfast one morning and got to thinking about
things.
“Mommy, mommy, why has daddy got so few hairs on his head?” he asked
his
mother. “He thinks a lot,” replied his mother, pleased with
herself for coming
up with a good answer to her husband’s baldness.
Or she was until Johnny thought
for a second and asked, “So why do
you have so much hair?”
screaming for
help. The vet rushes him back to an
examination room and has him put
his dog down on
the examination table. The vet examines the still,
limp
body and after a few moments tells the man
that his dog,
regrettable, is dead.
The man, clearly agitated and not willing to
accept
this, demands a second opinion.
The vet goes into the back
room and comes out with
a cat and puts the cat down next to the dog's
body.
The cat sniffs the body, walks from head to tail poking
and
sniffing the dog's body and finally looks at the vet
and meows. The
vet looks at the man and says,
"I'm sorry, but the cat thinks that
your dog is dead too."
The man is still unwilling to accept that his
dog is dead.
The vet brings in a black labrador. The lab sniffs the
body,
walks from head to tail, and finally looks at the
vet and barks. The
vet looks at the man and says, "I'm
sorry, but the lab thinks your
dog is dead too."
The man, finally resigned to the diagnosis, thanks
the
vet and asks how much he owes.
The vet answers, "$650.
"$650
to tell me my dog is dead?" exclaimed the man....
"Well," the vet
replies, "I would only have charged you
$50 for my initial diagnosis.
The additional $600 was
for the cat scan and lab tests."
**************************
Little Johnny was eating breakfast one morning and got to thinking about
things.
“Mommy, mommy, why has daddy got so few hairs on his head?” he asked
his
mother. “He thinks a lot,” replied his mother, pleased with
herself for coming
up with a good answer to her husband’s baldness.
Or she was until Johnny thought
for a second and asked, “So why do
you have so much hair?”