In fact, we cats don’t use the term “rump”, but I couldn’t resist the joke. We use the term “pootie hole” as one of our favorite insults. Let’s face it, the pootie hole is the place that “bs” comes from. The pootie hole likes to hang out with the other poot in the litter box, just as Fuehrer Rump loves to be in the midst of his violent mob of Rumpites.
We loyal FLF members and allies have organized to dump Rump. Unlike his gang, we will stand in peaceful protest until he is defeated. We are legion. We are old, kittens, toms and queens, poor and working class, human, raccoon and ravens.. We will make bumper stickers, print t-shirts and hats and pay for advertising on LOL cats with the royalties we get from our writing – though we haven’t seen any of those yet. Join us in denouncing Donald Rump’s hideous practice of wearing a dead ginger tomcat skin on his head.
Having said that, I commit to never writing about Rump again. I’m sure he believes that any publicity is good publicity. Without attention, he will shrink to nothing – as though the hot air has been let out of him.
Our illustration this week is by our favorite human next to our faithful servant Mary. He is her kitten and his name is Mattcatt Peterson. He is visiting from Japan where he often photographs the street cats in Nagoya and gives them FLF flyers. He speaks English, Japanese and cat fluently.
Today’s musing: Any evil can be defeated by united brethren and sistren. Ruti, the Ready to Rock
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