You know I don't really care all that much about politics, although I hear Herself talking about this one and that one all the time. So, I do try to keep up with it. I agree with Herself most of the time ... I'm not a foolish dog, I don't bite the hand of the one who feeds me. You know what I mean?
But, this I came up with all by myself. I read about this scruffy looking man from Iran, Mr. Abanajaddy or whatever his name is. I just know I would growl if I came near him. Anyway, this is what I heard.
They take dogs to Jail in Iran. They also come up to young Iranians on the street and take their dogs away and put them in crates out in the open and leave them there for days. They arrested a young boy because he was posting an ad for his lost dog. They say they are getting "rid of Western Culture". I'm not a culture. I'm a dog. And I'm going to stand up on my back legs and fight for all dogs, in this case, Persian ones.
Here's the story. You read about it.
I've been growling under my breath for hours. I say, put him in a room filled with some tough-guy-dogs, you know which ones I mean, the ones who have a reputation for intimidation and let them at him.
What will they want to get rid of after us?
Birds?
Flowers?
Kittens?
Stars?
GRRRRRR. I don't growl very often, but this stuff puts my tail down, real low.
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