In this crazy mixed up world we live in, dogs are not allowed to vote. Yet. Our day will come. I still have a keen interest in politics. I have been watching the potential presidential candidates. I am not a superficial dog. I am not a hot dog. I just want to know one thing Mr. Presidential Candidate...
What are you going to do for us dogs?
In this segment I would like to discuss Mitt Romney. Mitt Romney likes to compare himself with President Kennedy. O.k. get over yourself Mitt. Dogs are laughing at you right now. Now Kennedy, he was a friend to all dogs. He was a dogs man. He loved us. He had many dogs in the White House. Mr. Romney you are no kennedy. In fact, you are not even a dog lover. Unless you would call strapping your dog to the top of the car love. Maybe some kind of sick tough love. I don't know. But anyway. Yeah, so Mitt Romney straps a carrier to the top of his car, shoves his dog inside and drives for 12 hours. He didn't even take a break to let his dog go potty. He only stops when his dog releases his bowels uncontrollably and dog feces blows over the car windows. I'm sorry, but I can't get past this Mitt. All the rest of your words are like blah, blah, blah because I'm not listening. This is how you treat a helpless living creature. I don't trust you Mitt Romney!
