Vinnie Had A Piebald Coat (Look It Up.)

Tie o’ the Day isn’t about me. It’s about the ties being all about the ties. Anyone with kids and/or pets knows that “it” is never about you. It is simply not possible to be a good parent (to kids or pets) if you’re all about you. Bow Tie o’ the Day– on Penguin o’ the Day, on Socks o’ the Day– reminds me of our dachsie, Vinnie, who appeared to wear a tux and bow tie, 24/7. He always looked as if he was heading off to get married. 🤵

Are Bow Tie And I Just Dreaming?

Bow Tie o’ the Day and I are not fully awake. And yet, we have already hied off and back to the airport. Suzanne caught an early plane to Reno, for work. I am alone again, but Zombie-like in my I’m-old-and-can’t-get-up-early-without-paying-for-it-anymore stupor. I don’t wonder where the decades of my life went. But I’m starting to feel the truth that I don’t have many decades left. It won’t be enough time, but it will have to be. Hmmm… Who’ll take care of my neckwear when I’m dead? 👔 🎀 🤔