Bow Tie o’ the Day traipsed through the forest with us. Whenever I’m in tall timber, my ties and I fondly remember repeatedly watching SEVEN BRIDES FOR SEVEN BROTHERS with Mom. And then I start singing “Lonesome Polecat.” My favorite lines: “I’m a lonesome polecat/…’Cause I ain’t got no feminine polecat/…Cain’t make no vows/To a herd o’ cows.” 😆 As much as we always enjoy watching it with Mom, I’ve never yet figured out how a movie about kidnapping girls is considered good, clean fun. Just wonderin’. 🤔