I saw my sweet kitty, Beanie, notice a rat walking across our back lawn about ten feet from our deck. Suddenly, there was a leap. It was a serious leap. It was a ten foot leap; like a Superman leap. In one bound Beanie was on him. The rat tried to run but Beanie put his mouth right on his neck and bit down hard and shook that Rat real hard. This was not a playful bite. I heard a high pitch squeal and the Rad went limp. Beanie brought that dead Rat right up to the deck and laid his prize right at my feet. “Good Beanie!” I said. I think about it as a metaphor for how the Republicans will handle the Rats this November. They need a strong bite in the neck until they are dead. “Good Donald!” I will say.
Love the story, and I pray we both say ‘good Donald’ later this year.
from your lips to Trump’s ear!!
thumbs up!! lol