A woman brought a very limp parrot into her vet. As she lay her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened to 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? He might just be in a coma or something. Can't you run some tests?"

The vet rolled his eyes, shrugged, turned and left the room, returning a few moments later with a 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 dead parrot from top to bottom. He then looked at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head. The vet walked the dog out, but returned a few moments later with a Siamese. The cat jumped up and also sniffed delicately at the ex-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. "$250!", she cried. "$250 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 $25, but what with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan......."

*must not tell truth, may have willie pete fired at me if i do* Haha thats funny.

(Charge 7 gets a fix on Nulli's position just in case)

haha hillarious.

That was okay...

hahaha.. great

LOL That's great!!