'Then I saw my friend over there, and I walked over to see him. I used my right foot and then my left foot, but I was overjoyed by both feet so when I hugged him, I realized I was using both feet. The Love was hardly diminished regardless of how many feet I used or how many feet I walked to see this great friend and companion and mentor. Seldom have I remarked on how many feet or friends or mentors I relied on during my campaigns over the years. This was one of the good ones. And then, bla bla bal abl bla bal bla bla lbb bla bla bla......'
I read about half (more or less) of Bill's Book.
I opened Obama's book several times and was euthanized each time on every page I viewed by the dense constitutional content. Thin Book, Many Naps.
I'm really looking forward to the English translation of Palin's memoir/book.
If anyone asks, yes it is, "Palin oh twelve! Palin oh twelve! Palin oh twelve!"
Wolley went 'on point' recently, fascinated by some vermin under the bathtub.
Sure enough, human investigation revealed a nest of fresh aspen leaves.
Removal of the nest and an application of mothballs seems to have dispersed said vermin.
Entryways and vermin are still being investigated by humans with outdoor clearance.
Wolley still spends lots of time on the other bathtub wall.
'Just because it smells weird in there doesn't mean I'm not listening. And watching. Did he mention that huge Rocky Mountain housefly in the skylight this afternoon? I pointed that out while he gazed mindlessly at that rectangle, again. Gimme a break. Big Fat Housefly in October. I should get some kinda prize for that.'
Wolley's right. Early cat warning is the best. Thanks Pal.