Meet Mrs. Dogg

The mysterious Z-Wife, revealed at last!

Folks, the life of a celebrity medical rapper is not for the faint of heart. Minutes of each day need to be dedicated to devising rhymes for words such as “pineal.” One then must deftly slip past legions of groupies in the hospital, all clamoring for attention. And by “legions” I mean one creepy 75 year old lady with thirty cats and an unexplained rash.

But at the end of the day, who is there waiting loyally at home to greet me on my return? Who is it that stands behind this uber-successful man-child, providing a bedrock of support every step of the way?

That’s right: our nanny.

Which is why my wife is sometimes overlooked here, despite her critical importance. When I get frustrated that a video of a cat breakdancing gets 2 million views—while a month of hard labor on a music video nets me 28 hits—she’s the one who encourages me not to quit. “Don’t quit,” she soothes. “I need the time you’re away filming to catch up on my Grey’s Anatomy, finish my People magazine, and diversify our municipal bond investments.”

But in all seriousness, my wife has been a bedrock of support, putting up with all sorts of shenanigans whilst we pursue this madness that is ZDoggMD Industries. And now she’s generously agreed to reveal her lovely face to the world.

Folks…meet Mrs. Dogg!

Behind every great gangsta is a woman…radiologist.