Those of us who spent time in the sun over the years tend to develop places on our hands, arms, noses, bald heads and such that make the Dermatologist go "Hmmm ...".

There is this cute little dermatologist PA I go see that cuts a few square inches of skin off me just about every year - and for a week or so I look like I either fell off a motorcycle or I have leprosy. She will find a bump, go "Hmmm.." then gets out a little thing that looks like a scoop you use to make cantaloupe balls and takes a divot out of me. She whips in a stitch and says "it will just go away in a week or so". But does it itch first!

But, I'd rather have her look and tell me that there was nothing there than to say "If we had only caught that sooner ...".

Yeah, going to the Dr. isn't fun, but it prevents a lot of worse choices.

Let us know what you find - and scratch that dawg's ears.