Back home in Two Foot Falls, KS ol' farmer Al Falfa's dog Rex took sick. And naturally, being quite fond of the dog, Al took him to the veterinarian's office for a diagnosis. At last he arrived, and was shown into the examining room, whereupon the Dr. pronounced Rex dead on arrival.

"Oh no, that can't be!" exclaimed Al Falfa.
"Well, it certainly is," replied the Dr. "I'm very, very sorry."
"Isn't there anything you can do, some tests, something, anything?"
"Well, we can try," said the Dr. trying to reassure the distraught farmer.

The veterinarian motioned to his assistant, who left the room and promptly came back with a Labrador retriever on a leash. The dog sniffed at Rex's prostrate corpse, looked up at farmer Al Falfa, and then looked over at the Dr., and walked out of the room.

"Yup," said the Dr. "Rex is dead. I'm sorry."
"Well, just try once more, try something, anything. I just can't bear the thought of ol' Rex dying."

So, once more the Dr. motions to his assistant, and she comes back with a Siamese cat in her arms. She passes the cat to the left, and then to the right over Rex's body. The cat looked up at her, then over at the Dr., and finally looked at the farmer, jumped from the arms of the assistant, and walked out of the examining room.

"Well, that's all we can do," said the Dr. "Rex is dead. That'll be $350.00."
"Three hundred and fifty dollars!" hollered the farmer. "What do you think, money grows on trees?"
"Tests are expensive, Al" said the Dr. "It's $100.00 for the Lab test, and $250.00 for the cat scan."