Our Anti-Dog President

 

I've been very consistent about this.  I never trusted our human president.  He didn't want to get Bo and only made some lame promise to his daughters based on some improbable event (like being elected president).  I could make a promise like that too:  sure if I beat up Thing 1 and Thing 2, I'll quit eating chicken kongs.

Then he actually goes and becomes president and has to pay off his daughters.  He probably would have welched except everyone knew about it.  so now he's stuck with Bo, but you know he doesn't like Bo unless he wants a photo with his better half to try to get people to like him.

I know, it's old news, we all know this.  But new facts about the president and dogs, shocking facts, are now surfacing.  These facts are even by his own admission.  He doesn't want to play with dogs or scratch them behind the ears, he wants to EAT them. It's written right there, in black and white in the president's own words in that book he wrote about his father, Lolo:

With Lolo, I learned how to eat small green chili peppers, raw dinner (with plenty of rice), and away from the dinnter table I was introduced to dog meat (tough), snake meat (tougher), and roasted grasshopper (crunchy).  Like many Indonesians, Lolo followed a brand of Islam that could make room for the remnants of more ancient animist and Hindu faiths.  He explained that a man took on the powers of whatever he ate:  ONe day soon, he promised, he would bring home a piece of tiger meat for us to share."

This man is not a friend to us dogs, that's for sure.