The left continues to push the story of the Romneys traveling on vacation with the dog in a crate on the roof of their car for fundraising. They made a special screen for it.
I don't know why this is horrifying. Ever drive with a dog in the car? What is the first thing he does, and in fact the only thing he wants to do?
Stick his head out the window and feel the air rushing by.
This is well-nigh universal. Dogs dig this.
Anyway, if that's a story, why isn't young Barry Sotero's enjoyment of Dog, the Other Other White Meat?
With Lolo, I learned how to eat small green chill peppers raw with dinner (plenty of rice), and, away from the dinner table, I was introduced to dog meat (tough), snake meat (tougher), and roasted grasshopper (crunchy).
How could you, Mr. President?
How could you?
Dogs Are For Petting
Not for appetizers.