The Hug Heard Around the World
But back to the Germans. I’m so impressed with what Heike Hänsel and Sevim Gretel have grown up to be – powerful, compassionate politicians. They were great company! And neither of them tried to eat the Embassy walls, which is great, because I’ve been saving those for a special New Year’s Eve dinner. That hug at the end was just exquisite. I felt like a crumbed schnitzel between two salty pretzels. It went for exactly 7 minutes and 43 seconds, which I understand is a new World Record (my bad for not getting Guinness in to officiate – I won’t make that mistake again). I would have gone longer, but I was concerned my skin would start to peel from too much contact. Also, the yelling started to get a little painful on my ears when Heike started to pull me away from Sevim, just as I was settling in and starting to gnaw on her gingerbread shoulder. I understand Heike’s jealousy and I forgive her, but if only she would have listened, she’d have known I would have been happy to gnaw on her shoulder, too.
Other than that, it was a lovely day. If anyone else is interested in coming for a visit, my door is always open. Just don’t expect Catstro to say anything profound.