He giggled as he nose rubbed against his belly. "Medical!" The frog croaked from atop the tea pot that rested on his head. "Here that Dr. Cucumber! You will be able to operate on surgery! PSH, Paging Dr. Cucumber."

For a moment Greg lost track of his frog only to see the green creature briefly come into view from under the tea pot. "There you are Dr. Cucumber!"

"Will the doctors know where Wirt is? I though doctors cured tummy aches."