Ours is mostly a house of optimistic Democrats, with one feline exception. We had our suspicions that Pickles was a conservative the day we brought her home from the Humane Society; there, slipped into her adoption papers, was a Republican National Committee membership card. Since that day she has regularly given us bored, unsympathetic glances before gliding down the hallway to her room, and the television is always tuned to Fox News when we come home from work. The funny thing is that she is always ready to cry "Socialists!" when we talk about universal health care, but she is surprisingly quiet when we subsidize her catnip and litter removal services. It truly is a divided, but loving, home.
No matter! We choose to fight on, and our weapons are pumpkins.
TJ is the most liberal member of our family. Always ready for a handout.
Julie Bunn is running for re-election for state house. She'll totally win.
Pickles attempted to carve "Maverick!" into one of the pumpkins, but gave up when she realized that her claws had been conveniently clipped the day before. Oops!
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