Ouch!!!!!

Today Karen called me at work around 3:30. I was in Ralph's office, so I silenced the ringer. Meanwhile, I thought it was odd that she was calling me from the home phone while she was supposed to be working. I listened the voice mail about 30 minutes later, and it went something like this, "Barry, I got off work early and I broke my toe. I mean REALLY broke my toe. Gasp....Sob..... I need you to come home." Later she told me that she was calling people for help while attempting to crawl as fast as Sprout was running away in order to catch her. I guess Sprout thought this was a really awesome game. Here is a picture of her dislocated (and possibly broken as well) little toe after she tried to fix it herself (she said it was at a 90 degree angle before she pushed it back). She later had one of her co-workers put it back in place for her. It's worth noting that one of the first things she did after trying to get it in place was to grab the camera and get a picture for the blog. Way to go Karen!