Vet bill.

A woman brought a very limp parrot into a vet. As she lay her pet on the
table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened the bird's chest.

After a moment or two, the vet shook his head sadly and said, "I'm so
sorry, Polly has passed away".

The distressed owner wailed, "Are you sure? 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, shrugged, turned and left the room returning a
few moments later with beautiful black Labrador. As the bird's owner
looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front
paws on the examination table and sniffed the parrot 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 but returned a few moments later with a
cat! The cat jumped up and also sniffed delicately at the bird. The cat
sat back, shook its head, meowed and ran out of the room.

The vet looked at the woman and said, "I'm sorry; but like I said, your
parrot is most definitely 100% certifiably ... dead."

He then turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys and produced a
bill which he handed to the woman. The parrot's owner, still in shock,
took the bill. "$150!" she cried. "$150 just to tell me my bird is
dead?!"

The vet shrugged. "If you'd taken my word for it the bill would only have
been $20 for the office visit, but........what with the Lab Report and the
Cat Scan.........."