Office Hours, Elliot Reid, 1/26
Elliot opened her office door a little late and slightly harried and sat down behind her desk.
She was quickly mesmerized by the fact that instead of the rats chewing on a miniature rawhide cat-shaped toy, the miniature rawhide cat (with most of one ear bitten off) was chasing the rats.
"Somehow, this is like a Yakov Smirnov joke," Elliot told the ceiling, before moving the cat out of the cage and far, far from the rats.
It only bit her twice. Her touch with cats was improving.
Her office door was open.
She was quickly mesmerized by the fact that instead of the rats chewing on a miniature rawhide cat-shaped toy, the miniature rawhide cat (with most of one ear bitten off) was chasing the rats.
"Somehow, this is like a Yakov Smirnov joke," Elliot told the ceiling, before moving the cat out of the cage and far, far from the rats.
It only bit her twice. Her touch with cats was improving.
Her office door was open.