Beware of Vets!

Trusty, the beloved dog of Bob the farmer passes away. Bob is in shock. He imagines that Trusty is not dead. He might be in shock. After all it had happened before.

He drives into town with the lifeless body of Trusty. There is sign on town veterinarian’s window: “All consultations $30”.

Bob can afford thirty dollars. He has to make sure. He goes in and tells the doctor his problem.

“He looks dead, all right,” says the vet, “but if you want to be really sure…”

“I want to be really sure,” says Bob the farmer.

Vet puts Trusty’s body on the operating table. He whistles. From a small trap door a black cat appears. The cat goes straight to Trusty and takes a tour around him, sniffing the still body inch by inch. When it completes the tour, he meows to the vet and goes back from the door it came from.

“Well, he is dead,” the vet says, “but if you really, really want to be sure…”

“I really, really want to be sure,” says Bob the farmer.

Vet claps his hands this time and in struts a big black Labrador. It stays over the head of Trusty for a few minutes, then turns and barks at the vet a few times. Vet nods and the big black dog disappears.

“I am sorry,” the vet says to Bob, “but your dog is dead without any doubt. This will be two hundred and eighty dollars.”

“What?” Bob says with amazement, “Your sign says thirty dollars for all consultations.”

“That is true,” the vet says, “then there is ninety dollars for the cat scan and one hundred and sixty dollars for the lab report.”