♫Oh the good Lord up in Heaven knows what I've been going through...♫

♫I could easily stay with you on your side of Heaven's door♫

♫'Cause I don't love you any less♫

♫But I can't love you any more♫

So here I am, packed and ready.  I'm going to hit the campaign trail hard.  I'm going to Paris.  And London.  Because my CHICKEN told me to.  I figure I'll meet lots of supporters in big European cities.  I'm a very Euro-Whigle.

THEN...Little Bit (my campaign manager) LAUGHS at me!!!  She says, "Why are you campaigning abroad for the U.S. Congress?"  I say, "It's not nice to call the Boss Ma'am that."  And she just leaves!

So I decide to do a little investigation.  I go out and ask the birds.  (Not the CHICKEN.  I make sure he's not listening.)  They get around, they should know.   And guess what?  They laugh at me too!  They say that the Eurodogs can't vote for me for Congress.  I think this makes no sense.  They say my CHICKEN is trying to use me to get out of the country before the World Chicken Festival.  I can't believe my CHICKEN would betray me!  Just to save his squeaky little skin! 

I can't stay mad at the CHICKEN.  I love him so!

Little Bit says not to worry.  She says I CAN campaign in Paris and London.  She says they are in Kentucky too!!  Now I just don't know who to believe.  My bump of knowledge is sore from thinking!!  What's a Loo to do??