Remember that time when I bought a bow tie and then Margs came home and was like ‘oh, do you know how to tie a tie?!’ and I do, so I did, and then we both put them on and were otherwise totally disheveled but it was still adorable and great? Oh, you don’t? Well, here’s a picture, so now you can understand the extent of how cute we are. 

Remember that time when I bought a bow tie and then Margs came home and was like ‘oh, do you know how to tie a tie?!’ and I do, so I did, and then we both put them on and were otherwise totally disheveled but it was still adorable and great? Oh, you don’t? Well, here’s a picture, so now you can understand the extent of how cute we are. 

I just googled cats in bow ties for the first time in my life. I think this is the happiest I’ve been all week. Just sayin’.

I just googled cats in bow ties for the first time in my life. I think this is the happiest I’ve been all week. Just sayin’.

Trufax. If you’re having a shitty day, just put a bow tie on your cat.  …anyone have a basket?

Trufax. If you’re having a shitty day, just put a bow tie on your cat. 

…anyone have a basket?

This afternoon felt a lot like a wearing a bow tie and dancing to clock opera kinda day- but then somehow it became much more of a crying all over the house and and listening to hip hop while wearing sweatpants until I feel like hitting all of my dishes with a baseball bat but instead text the original obscure object kinda day.

Oh well.