We had a yummy Thanksgiving. Me and Arrow got our own plate with all the stuff on it. And we helped finish off the leftovers.
I was upset by something Obama said. He was on TV talking about what kind of doggie he'll get. Barbara Walters, the TV interviewer has a Havanese doggie named Cha Cha Cha—Cha Cha for short. A few people told me I look like one of those doggies.
I don’t care if I’m a Havanese or a look-alike mystery mix, but when Barbara suggested they get a Havanese, Obama didn't like the idea. He said he didn’t want a “girly dog”! who “sits in your lap”! And yaps!
I’m OK with the lap thing. I bet if I sat in Obama’s lap he wouldn’t mind. (Also I don’t bark much and I never Yap. He’s got me confused with Arrow.)
No offense to Lorenza and Asta and Abby and all the wonderful girlie doggies I know. I love girlie doggies. But I’m not one. I may look furry but I’m no girlie doggie! I put up some very macho pictures of me to prove it. Just ask Arrow if I’m a girlie doggie.
I found a picture of Cha Cha and a strange resemblance. We look different. But we’re both very intelligent.
I wonder if Obama has a place in his cabinet for a smart doggie? I love cabinets. I could be Secretary of Treats.