Here is a clean, but stupid joke, blatantly stolen from our parish priest.
A woman took her poodle into the vet for a check up.
“I don’t know what’s wrong,” she said. “He just isn’t acting his normal self.”
The vet checked out the dog and reported to the woman that he could find nothing wrong.
“There must be something wrong,” the woman said. “Isn’t there something else you can do?”
The vet agreed and left the exam room. A minute or two later, he returned with a large black Labrador retriever. The Lab proceeded to sniff the poodle from one end to the other and then sat down and looked up at the vet.
The vet took the Lab out of the room and returned with a cat, which walked all around the poodle, and examined him from head to toe. When he was done, the vet took the cat out of the room.
When he returned, he told the woman that he could still not find anything wrong with her dog and presented her with a bill for $750.
The woman was outraged. “How can you charge me $750 for finding nothing wrong with my dog?”
“Well, if you had believed me the first time I told you there was nothing wrong with your dog, the charge would have been just $50,” the vet replied. “However, since you insisted on the lab work and a cat scan, I have to charge you more.”