There are now conflicting reports about what happened to Seamus the dog after his terrifying ride for 12 hours in a crate on top of Mitt Romney’s family station wagon.
Did he really live a “ripe old age” at the Romney estates as has been quoted by Ann Romney? Or did he run the hell away at the end of his harrowing journey to Canada?
If it’s the latter, I really hope he found a better home than that unsympathetic jerk could give him.
In other news, Seamus’ legacy lives on. The third result on a simple Google search for “Romney” is the new definition that has been created for the former dog torturer, “To defecate in terror.”
Ride on, Seamus, ride on.
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Dogs need to be licensed, right? I mean, Mitt Romney wouldn’t have an undocumented dog on his property. He’s running for office, for Pete’s sake, he can’t have illegal dogs.
So, if Seamus had a dog license, it would be a matter of public record over at Belmont town hall. If Seamus lived a long and happy life, I am sure Mitt bought the annual dog license. If Seamus ran away, I am sure Mitt would have seen absolutely no need to waste a couple of bucks on a license for a dog who ran away for a life as an illegal fugitive Canadian canine immigrant.
You learn a lot about a man by the way he treats his dog.