Fred

Here's our Schmed-bird, or Fredward, or Fred the Amazing Dog, to give his full name.  We adopted him through petfinder.com for my 30th birthday and, while he has certainly been a handful, we have loved him ever since.  He has always lived up to his half Springer Spaniel side but had finally begun to settle down this past year or so.  Unfortunately, this past Friday I realized I had not filled his food dish in a few days, and when I asked Jesse, he realized he hadn't either.  There it sat, full.  Jesse and Fred spent the weekend going back and forth to the vet's office with no real conclusions.  On Monday morning Fred still was not eating, so I brought him back in.  Finally, yesterday morning we had the diagnosis: Addison's Disease.  He has now had two doses of the quite expensive medication and he is a whole new dog.  Fred is much more calm, though I do not think he has fully recovered.  It will take a few weeks of analysis to determine the right amount of medication for him.  We are happy to have our Fred eating again and running after tennis balls.