Yesterday didn’t quite go as I planned it. Sometimes that happens, and I have learned that we just have to roll with things sometimes.
I had planned to spend the day painting, and in reality, I only had an hour or so before I was tired out and decided to call it a day. But sometimes that is just the way it is.
In the morning, I needed to make a call to the vet. About a month ago, I had discovered a small lump on the chest of my kitty Richard. While I was concerned, I didn’t want to panic. It was small and seemed to be close to the surface of the skin and moved around freely. It could have even been an ingrown hair. I decided to watch it and not to be too worried unless it changed.
The other day, I noticed though that it was getting bigger. Richard is only nine years old and kept strictly inside and for all purposes, a really healthy cat. Seeing that the little bump was growing made me a bit worried and I wanted to have it looked at.
I called the vet near us yesterday morning to see when I could get him in. Since we live in a rural area, the office that is close to us only has a vet on duty two days a week and the receptionist told me that there wouldn’t be any available appointments until the first couple of weeks in July. I suppose this is where living in the country has its disadvantages. She did suggest that I take him to Yarmouth, which is about 45 minutes drive, as they had a larger clinic there with four vets and in all probability they would be able to see us sooner.
I called the office in Yarmouth and they had an opening for that afternoon. While I had planned to finally spend the day painting, I felt that getting Rich looked at and having peace of mind knowing what was going on was more important. So we did our morning errands and after lunch I loaded him into the carrier and off we went to the vets.
Keith decided to stay home, as he had work to do here and there was no reason I couldn’t take him myself. I had his carrier on the passenger seat and Richard was so good and calm I couldn’t believe it. I put on some nice soft music for the ride (Mozart) and I was actually able to leave the carrier open the entire time we were in the car and he laid there like an angel. I had also brought the small stuffed kitty toy he liked to drag around the house and it seemed to comfort him.
While we were waiting, a young girl of about six came up to see him. He was even sociable to her, and she petted him on the head and laughed when I told her his name. Her hair was as red as his, and she told me that her mom and dad were bringing their five puppies in for a check. I could hear the activity in the large carrier that her dad brought in and I couldn’t imagine having five puppies all at once! Besides that, her mom had a young baby. She had her hands really full! :)
The vet did a thorough check and I discovered Rich had a heart murmur. She said it wasn’t too bad though and that we just needed to watch it if he goes under anesthetic or anything like that. She examined the lump and took a biopsy right there. I was relieved to hear her impression of it was that it was just fatty matter and looked like nothing, but we decided to send the slide out anyway, just to be sure.
On the way home, Rich was again calm and cooperative. I am happy that he trusts me so much and that he wasn’t at all distressed. I felt relieved, but tired as the worry that I experienced had taken its toll. While sitting in the office waiting to go in, I saw a chart they had on the wall of ‘cat years’ compared to ‘human years.’ By the chart, Rich’s nine years equaled about 57 years in our life. How could time go by so fast.
As I see my own children and their peers as adults, it does make me realize that time does go by quickly. It also makes me realize how important it is to appreciate every single day, and all it has to offer.
I spent the latter part of the afternoon doing something that I love – painting. I worked on my angel bear, and I plan to spend today doing the same. The first attempt is done, and while I am not unhappy with it, I can see a little room for improvement. It is an Americana angel teddy, and I will be offering it as a free pattern on the site soon.
I am also going to do a “Canadian” version of the bear, and offer that too. Canada Day is also celebrated in the beginning of July, and I have many painting friends and customers from Canada who would enjoy that. I plan to make a small pin sized bear as well as this magnet sized one. (It is about 3”) Both will be included in the free pattern.
I could think of many different ways to dress her and who knows how many versions of her I will make. I had drawn her up over 10 years ago when I lived in Chicago and I used to paint Memory Boxes and donated them through our painting club. I came across her pattern deep in my computer files and I thought it would be nice to give her some new life.
I have other painting that I need to do soon too. I have some things for the Artist’s Club that I will be working on next week. But for today, I want to spend at least a day doing something “just because I want to do it.”
We all need to find our happy place. And once we find it, we owe it to ourselves to make a point to spend some time there. Life is short and no matter how good things are in our life, this little bit of self-indulgence is something that everyone should experience. In the long run, it make our life much better.
Have a wonderful Saturday. Remember to spend some time in your own happy place.
-- Designer/Artist/Teacher. Owner of Sheila Landry Designs (http://www.sheilalandrydesigns.com) Scroll saw, wood working and painting patterns and surfaces. "Knowledge is Power"