BANG! BANG!

Damn...if Cheney gets to carry a gun, I should too.
[Note to self: don't sneak up on Cheney. Yikes!]

Just think of all the persuading I could do with a gun! My human non-biological parental units would have to give me an entire raw chicken whenver I demand it. I could blow the door off their bedroom when they lock me out at 5:30 in the morning when I INSIST on being fed.

Or better yet, I could shoot a lawyer, whoops, I mean a quail (maybe a Dan Quayle?) just like Cheney. BANG!