My Doc

For all of you who don't quite believe that he is not off the set of "General Hospital"...here ya go!



I mean, come on. It's ridiculous. And I am grateful. If anyone needs to see me almost pass out, or scream, or cry (not to mention seeing the insides of my fingers...I am glad it is him. Today, he actually hyper-extended my middle finger, which, uh, hurt, but we were both pretty pleased. This finger was far from straight before (bent at about a 25 degree angle at my knuckle). Dr. Barron thinks I should be able to use the look of my paw somehow...he suggested at an audition. Perhaps I will bellow out The Hills Are Alive in some studio somewhere. Gimpy, the musical. It could happen. I am thinking more sci-fi though.