The left has been pushing this idea that Mitt Rmmney is a monster because he put the family dog, Seamus, in a pet carrier, then strapped said carrier to the top of the Family Trusckster and took the All American vacation.
The Huffington Post even has an article titled, “Why Seamus Matters,” where they spell out why the story of a traveling dog matters when the country is swirling the bowl and we’re trying to choose a leader to stop it from flushing completely:
Romney’s treatment of Seamus is potentially damaging to his candidacy because it reinforces much of what many Americans, particularly swing voters, already feel about Romney-that he is a smart enough man, but simply unable to connect or relate to the problems and challenges facing ordinary Americans. The Seamus story is consistent with this because it shows Romney to be goal driven, singularly focused and insensitive-it should be remembered that after the dog got sick, Romney pulled over, hosed him off and kept going-even when taking his family on vacation.
I’m guessing that liberals who are pushing the idea that Romney was cruel to this dog have never A) traveled across country with a dog in the car or B) seen this driving down the highway:
Like Ace said:
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.
Here in Fly-Over country, it’s common to see big boxes in the back of pickup trucks for coon dogs to get in for transport. It’s not cruel.
It’s not like Romney skinned Seamus and served him up to his kids:
Can you name the author of this quote?
“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). Like many Indonesians, Lolo followed a brand of Islam that could make room for the remnants of more ancient animist and Hindu faiths. He explained that a man took on the powers of whatever he ate: One day soon, he promised, he would bring home a piece of tiger meat for us to share.”
Yep, that’s Barack Obama, writing about his childhood with his stepfather Lolo Soetoro in Indonesia, from Chapter Two of his bestseller Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance.
“So what? It was a long time ago,” you say. “He was a lot younger. Customs are different there. He was just doing what his stepfather told him. And hey, you can’t even prove that the dogs were ever left on top of a car, you racist.”
Hey, whatever you have to tell yourself, libs. Say what you want about Romney, but at least he only put a dog on the roof of his car, not the roof of his mouth. And whenever you bring up the one, we’re going to bring up the other.
The sad fact is we are discussing this topic in the first place. It’s an indictment of how awful this administration is when rather than tout how successful their policies have been, they’re resorting to pushing a story about a car sick dog and how Mitt Romney is guilty of animal cruelty.