Apparently when you are running for President - can you IMAGINE my Presidential Library???  All the books on Dog brains?????

Anyway, when you are running for President, you have to have a physical.  So I went to VetMed - those wonderful people (I love you Jackie...in a Plato Pluto kind of way) and NANA allowed them to do a full physical.  Full. 

I sat down.  So rude.

THEN they hauled me down the hall and took enough blood to help out the Red Cross.

They called Nana and reported that I need to lose a few.  Everything is NORMAL.  BORING even.

Well.  I am indignant.  Nothing about me is NORMAL or Boring.  I am ABNORMAL I AM TELLING YOU!

I have opposable thumbs.  I do.  I promise you that when I am elected, all DOGS will have opposable thumbs.

I promise.

Excuse me, I have to call Unca Bob now.  He's a good man, great lawyer..................