With the US general election drawing closer and closer, there’s a lot of talk about parties, polls, and the choices facing undecided voters.
Of course, some parties are easier to embrace than those with donkeys or elephants, and the Beloved and I got to spend a bit of our Saturday at a convention of sorts – a Puppy Party!
You see, the great breeders from whom we got Penny have had another litter of pointer puppies. We’ve stayed in pretty good contact with them and so got an invite to the new puppies’ coming out party. Of course, everyone we told about the puppy party asked us if we were going to get another dog – and we resolutely answered, “No way. Too much. We have a great dog. We don’t have time to train another.” But, I mean, who’s going to pass up a chance to see puppies. Besides, seeing them might even make us a little smarter or something.
Naturally, within 26 seconds of actually seeing the puppies our resolve may have weakened just a tisch. And then we got to hold them and play with them and our resolution was melting faster than a lead in the polls after a bad debate. We kept reminding ourselves that we were really there just to visit and not to campaign for new member of the pack.
They were awfully cute though, especially when they played with us. They made a great case for our vote, except when they got too tired and had to pack it in for the afternoon.
And so, I’ll gather some input from the Stevil electorate: what do you think, new dog or no-new dog?
I will say that Penny sniffed us pretty intently when we got back home. She hasn’t let her vote be known yet.