Keep That Effing Cat Away From Me.
There's a cat in Providence that has an uncanny ability to pick out fading patients. The hospice staff thinks its very helpful as the patient only has about 4 hours to live after Oscar gives them the snuggle of death.
I can imagine someone giving the low-down to a newbie. "Hey, welcome aboard. I'm Sam. Don't sit in my goddamn chair. Tuesday is pudding day. That's Oscar the cat you'll die if he sits on you. Nurse Bronson has a nice rack. See ya around!"
The way I see it they have two routes to take here:
1) buy him a stethoscope and and tiny white coat and start calling him Dr Oscar or
2) buy him a tiny black robe and a sickle.
I can imagine someone giving the low-down to a newbie. "Hey, welcome aboard. I'm Sam. Don't sit in my goddamn chair. Tuesday is pudding day. That's Oscar the cat you'll die if he sits on you. Nurse Bronson has a nice rack. See ya around!"
The way I see it they have two routes to take here:
1) buy him a stethoscope and and tiny white coat and start calling him Dr Oscar or
2) buy him a tiny black robe and a sickle.
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