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For 36 monotonous days, I watched the Presidential plays the cat, ignored, was feeling sad-- she'd been replaced by dimpled chad. I, so involved, to say the least forgot to buy her Fancy Feast- she glared and hissed and wouldn't budge that feline sure could hold a grudge! So, came the brutal aftermath-- the bitter stinging of her wrath with final glance at Bush and Gore she spat a hairball to the floor! Copyright © Terry Fitterer Read Terry's story: An Almost Purr-fect Pet |
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