A guy comes running into the vet's office carrying his dog, limp, no movement, no breathing. "Doc, please, help, do anything you can to get him back on his feet."

The vet rushes the dog into the examining room, with the guy standing nervously beside him, and gives the dog a thorough examination. " I'm very sorry, sir, but your dog has expired. There's nothing I can do."

The guy is distraught. "I want a second opinion", says the guy. "That old dog has been with me for many years, good times and bad, so I want to make sure this is final."

The vet leaves the room briefly, and returns with a cat. He puts the cat on the table beside the dog, whereupon the cat begins sniffing up one side of the dog and down the other, then sits as far away from the dog as possible.

"The cat thinks your dog is dead" , says the vet.

"Okay, Doc, I'll have to agree. How much do I owe you?" asks the bereaved owner.

350.00 pounds says the vet.

"What! 350.00 to tell me my dog died? That's ridiculous!", the man exclaims.

"Well, it was only 50.00 pounds for my original diagnosis. The other 300.00 was for(I hope you all are ready for this)................the CAT SCAN!!