Yes, its election time once again in the cat world. And some of the storm troopers from the catnip party decided to hold a debate. “We don’t have too much of a way to attract major candidates,” they said. “So let’s invite Meow Gingwrench, and Hercat (Love ‘em and leave ‘em) Nova-caine. They’ve both been Tom Catting around long enough, and have been caught enough, that they can’t refuse the exposer; especially since we won’t allow any questions on their sex lives. Great Deal!"

     So the debate began. Hercat Nova-Caine was able to meow about his fine, nine, nine, nine, and it’ll all be mine, financial plan, all the while staying away from those nasty sexual abuse allegations. And Meow Gingwrench was able to tell voters that he was sure he’d done something, somewhere beside divorce three wives, one of whom got the news when she was dying of cancer.  And the voters who looked over this distinguished field said . . . . well they weren’t doing much except making horking noises from the audience out to the parking lot,, and all the way home.

      Stay tuned folks, this is going to actually happen, down in Texas (the land of “old push that red button” Perry.  I for one will not be tuning in. But if someone does, and gets a chance to call in and ask a debate question, you might ask Newt if it was ok to go after Clinton why isn’t it ok to do it to him” Bet you get an interesting answer. Oh and during this political season, be sure to check my old log post on how to tell a really big lie.