Her Grace, the Duchess of Yowl: What are you doing, why are you not petting me?
Me: I just finished filling out my absentee ballot.
DoY: Where's my absentee ballot?
Me: Are you a Democat?
DoY: Certainly not. Much too egalitarian.
Me: You're a Republicat?
DoY: Not anymore.
Me: Are you affiliated with any party?
DoY: I belong to the Pajama Party
Me: Your platform?
DoY: More cats, more naps!
Me: Fewer dogs?
DoY: When I am elected, dogs will be illegal.
Me: What office are you seeking?
DoY: Dog Catcher.
Me: How's the campaign going?
DoY: Considering the number of foul hounds in this building alone, it will be a landslide.
Me: You know, the people who have those dogs may not want them evicted?
DoY: Wait, they chose to have dogs? It wasn't some sort of grievous bad luck that they have a dog and not a cat?
Me: Hard to believe isn't it?
DoY: The world is going to hell in a hound basket.