This afternoon we headed to the vet to investigate a bump on the furry one's head -- attached to skin not skull. I found it a few days ago so have been fretting a bit since then. He has been fine and not bothered by it at all. The vet felt it was likely a sebaceous cyst and that I need to watch for changes in size, if he becomes irritated with it or it begins to ooze. It is right in the middle of his little forehead -- in the centre of the tabby 'M' marking there. So -- nothing to worry about at present. The furry one has been catching up on lost sleep since the appointment was in the midst of his afternoon sleep -- that and it is always stressful for them when they have to go for a vet visit. At least I could go inside with him for the office visit this time -- masked of course.
I took a long walk in the evening when the air became cooler and less humid -- still sticky but the breeze made things feel cooler. A good chat with a friend helped me relax, too. Speaking to another human being can help me to get out of my own head. Walking helps me to work through things -- so get inside my head to organize thoughts. Music is always part of the walk, which helps with focus and sometimes perspective. I've written about walking and talking here before, but these do continue to help me remains somewhat grounded in these crazy times.
A song that started this blog ran through my mind again today. The concepts included in the lyrics cover my musings of the day. Stay safe. Enjoy!
River of Dreams -- Billy Joel
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