All Trumped Up

Last week I noticed a pop culture event called Trump Your  Cat.  Pop culture is something that this country boy usually avoids but this sounded fun. As usual Sundance and I disagreed on the definition of fun.  His defined as using my hand for a chew toy and my arm for a scratching post.  I was however able to get a couple of pics before he ran over to a bag of cat treats demanding modeling fees. 


It just wasn't enough.  I was a blogger possessed.  So I Trumped cat statues left over from the 60's 

Then there was the hubbub about John McCain's military service and with it came such clarity of thought that it might have been divine.