Here we sit. Just waiting for the time we are old enough to vote.
I don’t know about you, but I’m sitting here just waiting for a treat.
Shakespeare, do you ever think of anything besides food?
That’s pretty much a NO! Just ask Mom.
Well, I’m wondering why Mom keeps telling us we’re too young to vote. Are we too young in kitty years or in human years? There is a difference! Besides, we’re rather smart and we know what’s going on.
What are you talking about?
I’ve seen signs in yards and I’ve heard lots and lots and lots and lots of ads on TV about these candidates. Must admit I won’t miss those ads. Maybe they’ll put more cat food ads on now. Anyway, I’ve sort of formed some opinions so I think I should vote.
If we vote do we get a treat?
Well, if kitties were running the elections, we would for sure get treats but I doubt the humans even think of that.
Here comes Mom. She just went to vote so let’s ask her why we can’t vote and if there are treats.
Boys……you’re too young to vote. Besides, the voting booths are tall and you would never be able to reach.
That’s discrimination! They should have kitty-sized booths.
Would that be like a litter box?
Shakespeare, it is impossible to have a sane conversation with you! I don’t think you should be allowed to vote. Maybe I should run for office. I could promise a mouse in every pot and catnip on every table!