Bow Tie o’ the Day’s terriers went with us on a rescue mission. We trekked to rescue a rescue dog pal for Skitter to be skittish of. Abby was an eight-year-old black lab. She was terrific, but she and Skitter didn’t have chemistry. In her skittishness, Skitter needs a canine companion who never touches her, or looks at her, or tries to play with her, or barks at her, or notices her in any way. Skitter wants a dog who is seen from afar. We’re still hunting.
And A Good Time Was Had By Us
Suzanne asked porcelain Bow Tie o’ the Day and me what our verdict about HAMILTON was, and I replied, “It was a little too sing-y and dance-y for my taste.” I’m not into musicals, but Suzanne wanted to go, so I spent an arm and two legs to score us tickets. It was worth it. We had a stupendous evening, and Suzanne enjoyed the production– which is worth sacrificing any number of limbs required to buy tickets. She adores me. I have no idea why. 🎭❣