Only 35 Days Left!

In these waning days of the Reign of Error I admit I have found myself a bit nostalgic, concerned that I'm going to miss the old guy. Sure, he wasn't perfect and his handling of the media could use a little work but still, he gave us some good years.

And by him I mean Barney, the White House Dog. Here's his latest Holiday Video. (Watch Dubya in the credits and tell me that man has not fallen off the wagon!)

And as a special message to Barney and Miss Beasley: It's ok guys, we know it is not your fault. FREE BARNEY!

Even the Cats are Barking

I hereby suspend the cat/dog animus until November so that we can get these naked apes back on track:


more cat pictures

Thanks to fellow barker Gus for sending along the funny.

First Dog

So Obama does not have a dog, a situation that will have to remedy itself once he gets into office because a good President needs a good dog at his side. And I read this, Obama sez: "as a condition for letting me run for President, my daughters Malia and Sasha extracted a promise from Michelle and I that they could get a dog after the election, win or lose. So they're heavily invested in this campaign, if only for it to be over so we can get our dog."

Let me be the first to volunteer! I think the White House needs a corgador. And look at those girls! They totally look like they'd give me copious belly rubs and order me up delicious snacks from the White House kitchen. Malia, Sasha--give me a call! I only have a few skeletons in my closet. Also I would like to bring about two dozen girlfriends and bromances with me: