Medical

[TheTruthfulColours]

A lady takes her parrot to the Vet. The Vet takes one look and says,
"I'm afraid your parrot is dead."
"That's terrible," says the woman, "How can you know that. You haven't
examined it or anything."
The Vet heaves a long-suffering sigh, places the parrot on the
examination table, opens the door and whistles. At this, a labrador dog
bounds into the room, hops up onto the table, sniffs at the parrot,
looks up and shakes its head sadly. Then the Vet gives another whistle
and a cat comes into the room, springs up onto the table, sniffs the
parrot and then shakes its head sadly.
"Well I'm terribly sorry Mrs Jones but there can be no doubt about it.
Polly is dead."
"Well, it's devastating news but thank you. How much do I owe you?"
"That will be six hundred and forty two pounds please."
"How much?" cried the woman in shock. "That's far too much money!"
"Well it's your own fault," Said the Vet, "If you had believed me in the
first place it would only have been twenty pounds. But you insisted on
a Lab report and a Cat scan!"

[Debra]

  That's a good one, Tiegan!

[Nakia]

  Oh My!!  I do believe I shall take the Vet's word.  That *Lab* report & *Cat* scan is a bit too <High Tech> for my pocketbook!!