I had a tough night!
I dreamt about taking the plastic valve of a squeak toy away from a cat. For some unexplained reason, it got stuck in my nose. Next thing I knew, I got a phone call from Mayo Clinic offering to remove the squeaker from my nose at no charge. They wanted it for a display of stupid things people put in their body.
The caveat was anything else they found while in there would be extracted at full price.
In the dream, I worried that my health plan had a $5000.00 “Out of Pocket” expense and I couldn’t afford the risk. So I decided that I could live with a permanent squeak in my beak.
I woke in the morning to a bed lined with my cats and a stuffed up nose.
“All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.”
🙂 Dreams are weird sometimes (mine are mostly).
From your schnoz to mine and back to yours. It is ragweed season–keep your doors and windows shut tight.