Yesterday I had a date with my pooch. We were scheduled to head downtown and join hundreds of other pups for the PAWS Chicago Run For Their Lives event. Unfortunately, I have been fighting a cold for the past week, and when Sunday morning rolled around, I just did not have the energy to get out of bed. And that’s saying a lot, since I normally roll out of bed for Frasier much earlier than 730am. I was beyond disappointed that we missed our chance to spend time together (and seriously bummed about not being able to collect my prizes), but I feel somewhat content knowing that together we raised $135 for a good cause. Now that’s something to bark about.