Tuesday, July 15, 2008

I was the Cat's Meow

Gosh, has it really been a month since I last posted?!!

The artist and the photographer have been incredibly busy and it has taken all my time supervising the activities. Humans! It is worse than herding cats!

However, last week I did take a little personal time. On Friday Barack Obama visited Stivers School for the Arts in Dayton. Well, it just so happens that Stivers is a hop-skip-and-a-jump away from the studio. While I am not politically inclined, I am not one to pass up a chance to see someone who is running for president.

So, I hitched up the humans and we sauntered down the street to see what we could see.

As we walked around the school, I saw several of Dayton's finest on duty and at strategic points there were men/women in suits talking into their shirt sleeves. Once or twice we walked past a person who could have been security, or maybe just a bum sitting on the sidewalk who was waiting for the chance to see someone famous.

There was even another dog there. I was just a little miffed when he barely raised an eyebrow as he and his human walked passed. The artist said he was working and couldn't stop to play.
Ha-rump-fffffff. I don't care if he was a bomb sniffing dog-whatever-I'll bet my nose is every bit as good as his (if not better).

Anyway, we walked to the front of the school and I parked the humans on a bench in the shade and proceeded to hold court. It had almost a carnival atmosphere with people hawking Obama buttons and T-shirts, and several clipboard toting people who wanted petitions signed. I was more than willing to put paw to paper but they wouldn't let me. Everyone that came by wanted to talk to me and find out who I was. One fellow even took my picture.

As we waited the police began to scurry around and one of those suited guys came by and told everyone to stay out of the street because the cars would be coming by (I think he even threatened to shoot anyone that ran into the street but I could be mistaken because my ears do flap from time to time).

Then came the flashing lights with a caravan of SUV's and buses. The SUV's went one direction and the buses went another. Everyone chased the buses to the side of the building while the SUV's disappeared behind the building to the delivery entrance where I am sure they deposited their cargo because the buses were empty.

So it was a good thing I went. Otherwise it would have been a waste of time for all those poor people who wanted to see someone famous.