Addison Isn't Just the Street Wrigley Field Is On

Sorry I missed a week, but things went pretty sideways last week and I just couldn't get it done.   Big news, our 5yo goldendoodle was diagnosed with Addison's disease.  And it came on with really no warning.  Couple days of worrying, night at the doggie ER, but we're back to normal now.  A normal that involves a life of hormone replacements.   Pop quiz, at my age, do you think a 2-day span that goes skiing-Bears-Hockey-skiing-hockey is a good idea?  No.  No it's not.  I felt like luke-warm ass on Tuesday.  But at least I didn't pee behind a dumpster.   Enjoy!