Wilson: I put up with your obsessions, I even encourage them. For one reason: they save lives. I don't know what you're doing now.

This episode is a bit like that. The mystery of "death cat" - whenever the cat gets comfy next to a person in a bed, that person dies soon after.

Apart from the story line, which is more funny-peculiar than funny-haha, the best bit is the intro. House doing his best impression of a kid having fun. Or being himself. Either way. The camera work here is quite cool... we see House apparently preparing medicine, cutting tape and tubes.

Then we see what he's got - a small toy car. I'd call it a Matchbox car, but there are other brands. The next thing to pop up is a shark. Hmmm... what could this possibly be about?

Then House lets the car go, it races down the track, does a loop-the-loop, hurtles round the corner and launches into the air over the shark... when Cuddy catches it. She tells House she's seen through his ploy to do no work, takes a piece of the home-made track, and leaves House with a nurse with no particular symptoms. The nurse then collapses in a seizure, with green pee. Well, at least it's interesting.

Gotta love House and the lolly pops (or candy, or if you follow Whose Line Is It Anyway, a sucker).

Cuddy: I'll give you 24 hours.
House: Consecutive?

Only counting the time House spends figuring it out would probably be consecutive, wouldn't it?

Kutner: Why are you pushing the crash kart?
House: Because... patients sometimes crash, and they haven't yet invented a crash tractor for me to drive wildly around the hallways.

House then takes the cat out of the lower draw in the kart.He's trying to disprove it by proving that the cat won't predict a coma patient's death. Confused yet?

Way to pick on the stereotypical superstitions. Poor old Kutner - first the black cat, then the umbrella, the salt (which he threw over his left shoulder) and the ladder.

Some people are more tricky... and more selfish, than House. This category includes a con artist. And Kutner, getting a... cat... to pee on his chair.

And to top off the weird House, we have this. Although I am a fan of the blog quip.

Wilson: I've gotta stop telling you my theories, you always just try to prove me wrong.
House: Your theory about Cuddy's ass getting bigger at the full moon? I confirmed that one. Photos on my blog.
Wilson: Normally you'd be in the patient room, hectoring her on what to do. Instead you're up to your elbows in some irrelevant dead guy, who may or may not be connected to a magic cat. Because you want to prove to me that you don't care.
House: Case is over. I'm exploring a scientific mystery.

And I still don't quite know what that episode was about, but there were some funny bits!

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