Thursday, August 30, 2007
Today is my 7th birthday. I am now old enough to officially consider my consideration to run for President of the United States of America. I’ve had some encouraging news. Yesterday evening I was fortunate enough to have dined with a long-time member of the RNC. He was extremely encouraging and felt the time had indeed come for a Feline-American to consider such a momentous decision.
So, I am officially announcing that I am officially considering the possibility that I, Doc Holiday the Cat, will consider the possibility of eventually making an announcement of my future plans.
Currently, though, I am going to enjoy my birthday. I’ve had a fight with Rumsfeld. I swear, with God as my witness, if I am elected President of the United States of America I will do something drastic with that annoying little twerp of a dog. Right now he and Mommy Cat are, well, I’m too polite to say what they are doing, but I think you get the picture, and right now I wish I could get it out of my mind.
Also, yesterday evening I began negotiations with someone who has applied to be my assistant campaign director. She has some excellent promotional suggestions, including buttons and bumper stickers. I will be making an announcement as to her status in the near future. (Sigh) Right now I am so annoyed with Rumsfeld I can’t think straight. I know this is a problem I must over-come before I can consider a momentous life-change. If I cannot deal with Rumsfeld, how can I even hope to handle the other problems that are plaguing our crazy mixed up world. It has occurred to me the problems I have with Rumsfeld don’t amount to a hill of beans when taken into context with world peace.
What had began as a happy occasion today has turned into a time of self- examination and introspection. I must also come to terms with the fact that my mother abandoned me when I was nine days old. I know I still have issues with that even though I was rescued and given a much better life than my other siblings enjoyed. My beloved GeorgeW never truly adapted to this life-style. Indeed I do not think she truly wanted to live. Like I mentioned earlier, I have many issues to sort out today.