The California Town That Has a Dog for a Mayor
SF Gate | 11/8/2023 | Christine Hitt…
In the town’s main street, I spotted Mayor Max II, a golden retriever, in the back of a white pickup parked in front of Wooley’s, a store with a giant cowboy hat protruding above the entrance. The mayor, wearing an orange tie around his neck, was greeting his fans all lined up in the street waiting to take a photo. The spectacle made my overall visit to Idyllwild feel a bit more magical, like going to Disneyland and seeing costumed characters walking around.
Idyllwild, an unincorporated community, has no local government and is under the jurisdiction of Riverside County. It was in 2012 that an animal rescue organization ran the election for an animal mayor to raise funds. Votes could be cast for $1 per vote. The candidates were two cats and 14 dogs, including Max the First.
OK, If a Town Can Have a Dog for a Mayor, …
Then an emu should be able to run for governor.
I’m not standing in his way…
Master of the Universe or bust.
Oh, The Emu also picked up a chorus girl whilst in Vegas as well.
… they’ll probably have the best Veterinarian’s Day parade around.
… Ah, shucks, I was never good at syllogisms…
Neither was the Cowardly Lion but look how far HE went!
… a duck can run the water system…
Chico: Viaduct?
Exactly
. . . Houston can have Sheila Jackson-Lee
… a dead cat bounce can save the economy, or something…
OK, If a Town Can Have a Dog for a Mayor, …
…they obviously vote democrat.
. . . a perverted vegetable and a tramp can get 81 million votes
. . . “The Marvels” can win an Oscar for Best Picture
“ You mean, there’s a chance?” – Nia DaCosta
Somewhere between zero and none, same odds that Cher and Barbra will leave America after Trump is elected for the third time.
…then Kamala can certainly be taught to heel…or kneel…or something like that.
You know what? I’m beginning to think that commenters on this forum view Kamala Harris as somewhat less than virginal.
Their ticket should be called “Veggie/Tail 2024”
I view her as somewhat less than most things.
By your leave, I do believe
La Kamala is well engrossed
On upward mobility, sustainability
Who can propel the most?
Jill — of course — Doctor Jill — shouldn’t;
Obama wouldn’t,
Biden couldn’t.
Lady Gagger
I awoke this morning, only to find
Beneath my sheets a Vice President.
Vigorously, vigorously treating me kind;
As if in White House I were resident.
(“A kiss, a kiss; like this, oh, this”)
Up, no, down, she did progress —
Such skills I can’t describe.
Balsamic vinegar, I do confess,
Because I’ve been known to imbibe.
(“A kiss, a kiss; like this, and this”)
Alas! Alack! I grabbed her hair
Vice President though she be;
I dare to believe, she’d will me there
And willingly vote for me.
Despite her Secret Service
She gave me secret service
And though it made me nervous
It sort of made my day.
It’s tough to tackle
The voice and the cackle
The nap between the nips
To shut up the mouth
To look to the south
But, oh, that mouth and those lips!
Lady Godiva
Draped in saliva
Qualifications on display;
“Unbutton a button
But you ain’t seen nuttin’ –”
You can get the White House this way.
How Kamala views herself:
How she is:
Then I can have a mayor for a dog?
That dog can’t do any worse of a job running things than the vast majority of the human politicians in California and probably works for nothing but table scraps. Sounds like a win, win situation for Idyllwild.