One Dog, One Vote
Hi, it’s me, Daphne, and thanks to Rupert for graciously giving me another shot on his ever-viral websayito. And now for the bad news: I will be returning to London at the end of the week.
Had a wonderful time these past two months, made many friends, on two legs and four, but the long and short of it is: I cannot live in country that might elect a man President who straps dogs to the roof of his car.
And, no, I was not placated with Romney’s offer to ‘make it right’ by having himself strapped to a dog sled and mushed across Alaska. And as for Mr. Santorum, well, I think the little old lady from St. Clair’s dog said it all.
So it’s back to Notting Hill and Hyde Park for me. I can’t vote, of course, but if I could, I would be supporting Bo for another four years in the Casa Blanca.
Ciao, Baby!
Rupert