The end is near

Dan and Beatrice are having dinner watching an episode of House, with Leo, the cat with FIP.

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(on screen)
Dr. House: J'ever notice, how all the self-sacrificing women in history, Joan of Arc, Mother Teresa... can't think of any others, they all die alone? The men, on the other hand, get so much fuzz it's crazy.
Dr. Wilson: It's an unfair world.

Dan: You can say that again. Leo got a bad deal.

Beatrice: Is there any point in continuing the medication? Prednisone, antibiotics, painkillers, appetite enhancer, emetic. He knows it’s unfair for us follow the Hippocratic Oath.

Dan: I don’t think he could recite you the Oath. But he seems to know something is up.

Beatrice: Just sits with his legs tucked underneath.

Dan: It’s time.

Beatrice. I think so.

Dan: So when shall we do this?

Beatrice: You mean take him to the vet?

Dan: He’ll handle it. I wouldn’t know where to bury him.
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