Nmom is a bit antsy these days. I am trying to take her on a bunch of walks and dog park visits, but she would rather obsess about the presidential race -one.where.i.am.not.the.leading.candidate.
Well, whatever.
Tonight I would like to dispel a few myths about me.
Just because I am often seen in a red harness does not make me a republican or a republican sympathizer.
Just because I am intact - does not mean I'm a social conservative that does not allow other dogs the right to choose. Though, I fear my days of intactness may be over soon.
Just because I expect a million walks and all the attention focused on me does not make me a member of generation ME!
When I was a tiny puppy, I was told that I could be president. I made it my goal and though I tried to get there this time, I was vanquished. Some said I was too green, some said I was too red, some said it was the fact that I was a purebred basset -- others thought it was because I had the balls to run for president.
Well, I tried and trust me I'll try again!
Thank you for you support these last two years and nearly eight months.
I smooch you all.
I want to give some special shout outs to
Joe the Papa
Stephanie the Mama
Phrace the alpha dog
Spot the pee-er
Nmom the worrier
Tmom the nicerest
Donald the veternarian
Mike the groomer
Mony the graphic designer
Aunt Beth the scientist
Steve the mailman
Grandpere the scritcher
Grandmere the enabler
Scruffy the playmate
Wally the corgador
and all the dogs with blogs for being the dogs who blog about the most interesting things.
Hopefully our new commander of apes will do a better job than the last chimp, he sucked.
Today my nmom gave me what she said was going to be the last table water cracker of the republican reign on terror. I relished it and look forward to a new box and a better world tomorrow.
ernest the basset
5 comments:
Ernest,
We are sorry that you do not have high enough numbers to show up in the evening polls. We did enjoy campaigning for you and you have established an international reputation. (Much more than certain a vice presidential candidate who was hardly known outside of her own state.)
You ran a good race. You slung no mud. We salute you!
The homies of the 509
Ernest, You know that no matter what happens, I will always think of you as el Presidento! The one with the balls to do the big job. And even after your intactness defies you, I will still think of you as the one with the balls, even if only figuratively.
Here's hoping our guy wins tonight. And if he doesn't, I am readying your bed for when you escape to Canada.
xo
SB
Ernest, wassup!!!
mony the graphic designer
We are so very sorry you did not win also, things would have been so much better with you leading us.
Your website is full of such great pictures. I can't get enough of Ernest.
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