Mr Bumpy says we need more candidates so I'll have to stand for a seat.
(Isn't political language funny. You stand for a seat and then you run for it, and unless you win the election, you never get to sit in it.)
I asked him which electorate he wanted me in, and he said: "The one furthest away possible."
That's why I standing for the seat of Perth, in Western Australia.
Bumps says he might want me in the cabinet too. That's an honour. I always though he didn't like me,
|"I'm standing for the seat of Perth in|
Western Australia." - Mr Woof.
Now, I know what you're thinking. But Mum said straight out, "Mr Bumpy, you're not trying to get rid of the dog again are you?"
And Bumps said: "No Mum! How could you think of such a thing! I was thinking of doing the best thing for all the oldies in the nation. Woof's the best expert on being old that I know."
So you see, Bumps isn't trying to get rid of me, he thinks I'm an expert and my knowledge and experience are important.
Well, I have to go hit the campaign trail, and I have a nice long walkie ahead of me.
Does anyone know the way to Perth?
Licks and tail wags.
Feline Pawty Candidate for Perth.