Day: August 20, 2017

Here’s Mom wearing Tie o’ the Day in March. For years, Mom held court daily from a glider chair on my old porch, where she was never shy about sharing her opinions or her kindness. Our porch-time is priceless to me. She’s enjoying living with Ron in St. George. But I’m already shopping for a stair lift, so when Ron kicks Mom out for misbehaving, our house can accommodate her. Nah, Ron’ll likely keep ‘er. But I’m still getting a stair lift to ride and play on 24/7. 😜

Roxy’s our Tie o’ the Day model. We’re feeling kinda low about her. Roxy’s eyes and ears are failing. She’s 14, so it makes sense—in the circle-of-life way. But we hate it. We know she’s still mostly happy, cuz she’s got her appetite. And everyone else’s too. We’ve always called her our Hoover, cuz she eats any food particle she finds—including pickles, onions, cauliflower, and banana peels. The day Roxy isn’t hungry is the day Roxy’ll want to join Dad’s Bert, and my Araby and Vinnie.  🐶 😭