Five doctors went duck hunting one day.
Included in the group were a general practice (GP) physician, a pediatrician, a
psychiatrist, a surgeon and a pathologist. After a time, a bird came winging overhead. The
first to react was the GP who raised his shotgun, but then hesitated.
"I'm not quite sure it's a duck,"
he said, "I think that I will have to get a second opinion." And of course by
that time, the bird was long gone.
Another bird appeared in the sky
thereafter. This time, the pediatrician drew a bead on it. He too, however, was unsure if
it was really a duck in his sights and besides, it might have babies. "I'll have to
do some more investigations," he muttered, as the creature made good its escape.
Next to spy a bird flying was the
sharp-eyed psychiatrist. Shotgun shouldered, he was more certain of his intended prey's
identity. "Now, I know it's a duck, but does it know it's a duck?" The fortunate
bird disappeared while the fellow wrestled with this dilemma.
Finally, a fourth fowl sped past and this
time the surgeon's weapon pointed skywards. BOOM!! The surgeon lowered his smoking gun and
turned nonchalantly to the pathologist beside him.
