A lady came home to find her beloved parrot on its back, motionless.
She quickly took it to the vet. The vet looked at the bird and pronounced it dead.
The lady begged the vet to do something. So he went into his back room and brought out a Labrador Retriever. The dog smelled the parrot and sat down at the vet's feet. "The dog says the parrot is dead," the vet said.
The lady begged some more, so the vet brought out a cat. The cat sniffed the parrot and walked away. "The cat says the parrot is dead," the vet said.
The lady gave in and asked how much she owed. The vet said $225.
The lady complained that seemed awfully high to be told her parrot was dead. The vet agreed and said that telling her the parrot was dead was $25. "But," he said, "the Lab Report and Cat Scan are $100 apiece."
