As Dr. Medici throws her head down onto her folded arms on the table, I cross the lab and pick up the silver tray that she threw. I see myself reflected in its surface–thick glasses, big nose, bald head, pure geek…not her type. ”I thought you liked the crinkle-cut ones,” I say as I pluck chicken fingers and french fries from the floor and drop them onto the tray.
- Hey girl...Profile. #dogsofinstagram #doggoDoing a concern and a #pitsit. #doggo #dogsofinstagramMy pretty pupper.Waiting for me to come home from the doctor... #doggo #dogsofinstagramCaught this terrified-looking expression and had to share. (She's not scared. She's just laying on the couch with me.)