get this stupid t-shirt off of me

for some reason momma thinks i like to play dress up -- she's wrong. she also thinks i'm gonna vote for b.o. in this year's election. again -- wrong.

secretly, i've become a member of the group 'christian canines for mccain'. and how am i supposed to recruit other dogs of my kind to join if i'm wearing this stupid t-shirt? see the look on my face pleading momma to take it off? truly, i'm embarrassed and it actually burns a little too.

things have become a little tense in the house with all of our different political opinions. cuda is mad cause i said she was too stupid to vote. she wants me to retract this statement to let everyone know that she's not stupid and she'll be voting for hillary (see what i mean?). if she would stop bogarting the catnip, she might be able to keep up with current events.

ding dong (the 'yellow dog democrat') is supporting barack only because he reminds her of one of her friends -- bob -- who is a black lab and who she thinks is cute (both barack and bob). newman is my only ally since he's a log cabin republican.

newman and i are having a republican pet pep rally this weekend to recruit more support for mccain and sarah (she's SO pretty). i want some glasses like hers, but momma says they're too expensive and keeps threatening to put me in a "hillary pantsuit". if she does, i will bite her HARD and run away for an entire 7 minutes.

gotta go. its noon and momma told me about something called "lunch" today which is apparently a 3rd meal that i've never heard about. i have to find daddy so that he can serve me this new meal which hopefully involves oreos and twizzlers (they're fat free!).

support sarah!

xoxoxo

daisy d. broyles