I don’t know what’s wrong with me this week


The old woman Slow took me and Spike to the park

which I usually enjoy but not this time


I ran in one direction


Then I ran in another direction

I tried and tried to find something – anything really – to lift me out of my F-U-N-K but Alas I was undone. What was wrong with me?

Paw Snaps and Twirls!   Ding, ding, ding.  And the answer is…there’s no Pope.  The Pope quit and now we are Popeless.  Well, I never.  Six hundred years since a Pope quit and I’ve lived to see it.  No wonder I’ve been depressed and I’m not even a Catholic.

Get me outta here Percy…play me some religious tunes and make them peppy…who knows how long I’ll have to wait for the smoke signals and a new Pope…keep the faith this weekend Sports Fans and try to enjoy yourselves if you can..  Catch up with you later.