When we walked in the door last night at the end of our Lake Tahoe expedition, including that 6-hour layover at the Reno airport, it was late. The mutts were up and ecstatic to see us, but the ties were asleep. Since the minute I woke up this morning, the Ties o’ the Day have trailed after me. They’ve also clamored for me to hold them constantly. Trust me, it’s simply easier to just let ’em crawl all over me and sit on my lap. And I like it. 🙃