You may say that I'm just jealous but I am not. It just bugs me that cats didn't get an equal opportunity to compete for the position. I even made a phone call to Al Sharpton and he told me it was because I'm partially black and that's racism.
One thing for sure though, they better check out Bo's background. Obama has already had a few nominees who had to withdraw their names because of background problems, especially taxes. I think they need to check Bo for drugs as well.
They will probably give Bo his own little White House to live in and I can guarantee you that it will turn it into a slum in a matter of months. Dogs are not well known for their grooming and housekeeping abilities. A cat, on the other hand, would maintain the residence clean and in good repair. The bottom line is I can't wait to see the president walking or running with Bo and watch ol' Bo end up taking a pee or trying to hump one of the secret service agent's leg.
TheCat's Meow and Puppy Dog Tales:
A farmer buys several pigs, hoping to breed them for ham and bacon. After several weeks, he notices that none of the pigs are getting pregnant, and calls a vet for help. The vet tells the farmer that he should try artificial insemination. The farmer doesn't have the slightest idea what this means but, not wanting to display his ignorance, he only asks the vet how he will know when the pigs are pregnant. The vet tells him that when pregnant, they will stop standing around and will, instead, lay down and wallow in the mud.
The farmer hangs up and gives it some thought. He comes to the conclusion that artificial insemination means he has to impregnate the pigs. So, he loads the pigs into his truck, drives them out into the woods, has sex with them all, brings them back and goes to bed.
The morning after, he wakes and looks out at the pigs. Seeing that they are all still standing around, he concludes that the first try didn't take, and loads them in the truck again. He drives them out to the woods, banged each pig twice for good measure, brings them back and goes to bed.
Next morning, he wakes to find the pigs still standing around. One more try, he tells himself, and proceeds to load them up and drive them out to the woods. He spends all day shagging the pigs, and, upon returning home, falls listlessly into bed.
The following morning, he is woken up by his wife shaking him and saying, "Wake up Dear, the pigs are acting strangely!". The farmer says, "What do you mean? Are they wallowing in the mud?" His wife says, "No, they're all in the truck and one of them is honking the horn."
Just to show you things are not always what they may seem to be, I thought I'd show you Mount Rushmore National Monument, located near Keystone, North Dakota. It's a spectacular and moving granite sculpture by Gutzon Borglum which began on 1927 and ended in 1941. Besides the amount of work involved, including sculpting, blasting and labor, there are a few things that the average American cannot see. Here's what's really going on behind the scenes.That's Possum's Journal for this week. Have a great weekend and more next week.
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