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---------------------- Forwarded by Judy Hernandez/HOU/ECT on 06/30/2000
06:53 PM --------------------------- Eve Puckett@ENRON 06/28/2000 02:47 PM To: Leslie Smith/HOU/ECT@ECT, Judy Hernandez/HOU/ECT@ECT, Lynette Powell/Corp/Enron@Enron, Angela Barnett/HOU/ECT@ECT cc: Subject: Joke ---------------------- Forwarded by Eve Puckett/Corp/Enron on 06/28/2000 02:45 PM --------------------------- Enron North America Corp. From: Jorge Olivares 06/28/2000 11:58 AM To: Eve Puckett/Corp/Enron@ENRON cc: Subject: Joke < A man runs into the vet's office carrying his dog, screaming for help. < The vet rushes him back to an examination room and has him put his dog < down on the examination table. The vet examines the still, limp body < and after a few moments, tells the man that his dog, regrettably, is < dead. The man, clearly agitated and not willing to accept this, < demands a second opinion. The vet goes into the back room and comes < out with a cat and puts the cat down next to the dog's body. The cat < sniffs the body, walks from head to tail, poking and sniffing the < dog's body and finally looks at the vet and meows. < < The vet looks at the man and says, "I'm sorry, but the cat thinks that < you're dog is dead, too." The man is still unwilling to accept that < his dog is dead. So the vet brings in a black lab, the lab sniffs the < body, walks from head to tail, and finally looks at the vet and barks. < The vet looks at the man and says, "I'm sorry, but the lab thinks your < dog is dead too." < < The man, finally resigned to the diagnosis, thanks the vet and asks < how much he owes. The vet answers, "$650." < < "$650 to tell me my dog is dead?" exclaims the man. < < "Well," the vet replies, "I would only have charged you $50 for my < initial diagnosis. The additional $600 was for the cat scan and lab < tests."
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