the dusk of time

i am a silver maned fox. i have one streaking beacon of a white hair right in the front of my hair. i guess it's that time of my life...when you reach the height, and it's all downhill from here. hm, thinking about it, it is my midlife crisis...i bought some expensive things this christmas. but the good thing is, the ladies love a man with some frosting on his chocolate...cream in the coffee, snow on the mountain of black, black, forest of hair.