The strange news: It was something called mucinosis, a common affliction in Shar Peis, extremely rare in other breeds. True, Silas eats rice daily and has a black spot on his tongue, but even with his mysterious past I'm relatively certain he's not Chinese.
So, tomorrow we'll go back to the vet. He'll get checked and re-bandaged, and I'll get a chance to find out more. Could be a symptom of hypothyroidism, could be a one-time oddity. We shall see. I'm just extremely grateful it's nothing serious, because the strain and stress so soon after Lucy's passing would quickly wipe us both out.
I read a quote by Byron Katie this morning that hit home:
If you want real control, drop the illusion of control.
Let life live you. It does anyway.
Yes. Today I will show up, relax, and let life live me.