| Tuesday chuckle
Had some bad news last night, but this still made me chuckle...
A woman walked into a vets with a very poorly duck under her arm. She put it on the vet's table and while it was there the poor thing croaked it's last.
The vet said "well I'm sorry to have to tell you, but it's dead"
"Oh no", said the woman "not my little ducky, I raised him from an egg, are you sure there is nothing you can do?".
"Well, I can do more tests" said the vet, and with that he gave a little whistle. At the sound of the whistle a beautiful black labrador walked in, put it's front paws up on the table and sniffed the duck all over for a couple of minutes. Finally, the dog looked at the vet with big sad eyes and shook his head slowly, then it dropped to the floor again and walked out of the surgery.
The vet gave another little call, and a big ginger tom walked in, jumped up on the table and walked slowly round the duck looking him up and down intently. After a minute or so it looked up at the vet with big sad eyes and slowly shook it's head, then it jumped off the table and walked out of the surgery.
"Well, I'm sorry but there's nothing more I can do" said the vet.
"Oh well", said the woman "thanks for trying, how much do I owe you"
The vet tapped around on his calculator and said "That'll be £250 please!"
"What !!!" cried the woman "£250 to tell me I've got a dead duck ???"
"Well" said the vet, "by the time you've paid for the lab report and the cat scan it all adds up" | 
Jools
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