Happy Birthday Biskit, KK Dodges Bullet

It's certainly been an eventful few weeks up here. First off, happy birthday to Biskit. She turned four today and was given a treat of steak and tater tots. For dessert, Frosty Paws ice cream was the choice. Of course, it's all long gone and a very happy pug is now relaxing.

As for me, my MRI diagnosis had the shit scared out of me but thankfully, my surgeon did not see it that way. We looked in depth at the images and he explained different areas and images. Finally, he drained my knee and collected what seemed to be the sixth great lake. Regardless, I was back on my feet, albeit limping, almost immediately after the draining and shot of lidocaine and steroid. The diagnosis was a nasty case of gout/pseudogout. I've suffered a few gout flares on both feet but this was the first on a major joint and it sucked. Thank God its over and I did not need surgery. Living here by myself, I would have been facing a major challenge.

Finally, Let's Go Pens! Let's Go Pens! Let's Go Pens! Huge Game 7 tomorrow that we need to win. The boys can't send the old barn out like this.