A chilling truth:
exerpts from ted cruz’s [poodle’s] diary
discovered by: olivia edmonds Tuesday February 16th 2021: It’s unbearably cold, and has been for the past week at least in Texas; and yes I feel it too - this floof is merely an accessory and doesn’t provide an ounce of insulation. Adorable? Yes. Practical? No. But c’est la vie. There are certain expectations of me in this neighbourhood and being superfluous and white are but some of the many. My family has been complaining more than usual, though I suppose that is to be expected with this whole plunging into arctic temperatures situation. My water bowl has frozen over, not that they’ve noticed. My name might be Snowflake, but I admit even I am starting to struggle. Luckily, I’ve been sticking to my usual afternoon routine, which involves sitting snuggly by Ted’s feet in his home office, sheltered somewhat by the warmth of the mahogany desk. Overhearing Ted’s conversations is one of my favourite past times. As a Senator he receives some interesting phone calls to say the least. Just yesterday for instance, he received an international buzz from none other than the Australian Prime Minister; what an honour! My fluffy and (might I add, adorable) ears pricked up in excitement. The chat started off casually, with Mr Morrison enquiring genuinely about the cold. They exchanged some frivolous banter about the complete opposite climates they were experiencing. Then Mr Morrison offered some sage advice for which I was sure to take note of: “Ahh yeah nah yeah you see mate, I totally get your situation - what you really need is a nice holiday to escape, warm you and the family up - the girls will love it. Seriously, it’ll take your mind off things! I’d recommend Hawaii personally.” Ted replied something along the lines of how he really just couldn’t pull off a floral shirt the way he’d seen Scott could - so he might head towards Central America instead and don a sombrero.
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