Ok, now we are mad.
No, not about the snow. We love the snow. We have snow up to our fuzzy, errr, tails and we are having a blast. We are delirious about the snow. We are running everywhere in the snow. We are digging in the snow. Even “I don’t like to be cold or get my feet wet” Rusty is rolling and playing in the snow. We think that snow . . . Wait a minute. We got sidetracked. Oh yeah, we are mad.
In this recent election, we saw all of the signs. How some are judged just by their appearance. Yep, that’s right – breedism. How else do you explain the failure of the public to support the Presidential campaign of Turbo and Khyra? They were clearly the superior choice to lead our nation and yet, the people did not support them. Pure breedism we say.
And then . . . this. We are camping this weekend and walk up to a bulletin board listing all of the things you can’t do in this park. And, of course, one of the signs was restricting pets from the bathroom. Ok, we get that. The world is our bathroom, so let the humans have that one. But do you see who they chose to be the example?
That’s it. We are not going to take it anymore. We are going to shed, and get muddy paw prints everywhere, and chew up things, and . . . Oh yeah, we do that anyway. We will, we will – uh – let us sleep on it, we will come up with the proper revenge.