🐶 A Very Dumb Day at the White House
It all started on a weirdly humid Tuesday in Washington. President Donald J. Trump was out for an unscheduled stroll—probably avoiding a budget briefing or looking for something dumb to tweet—when he spotted him. A scruffy little mutt, sitting near a garbage can outside the West Wing like he owned the place. "That’s a tremendous dog," Trump said, pointing. "The best dog. Definitely presidential material." And just like that, the mutt was scooped up and smuggled into the White House without clearance, background check, or rabies papers. Trump named him Sparky —because of course he did. 🔥 Scene One: Total Oval Office Meltdown Within minutes, Sparky made his mark—literally. He tore up a folder marked TOP SECRET , chewed the edge of the Resolute Desk, and relieved himself on the Vice President’s chair. Advisors panicked. Secret Service stared in horror. Trump, meanwhile, was LIVE on Truth Social. “Sparky is a genius. Way smarter than the FBI. Probably smarter tha...