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The Cat Who Ran for Mayor — A Tail of Democracy and Tuna

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By DavidPublished 9 months ago 1 min read
Cat Mayor

In the cozy countryside town of Puddlebrook, nestled between two eternally sleepy hills and a mysteriously angry duck pond, politics had always been as dull as boiled cabbage. Mayors came and went—usually retiring after three years of polite boredom and annual complaints about potholes shaped like vegetables.

That changed the day a new candidate registered for the mayoral election:
Chairman Meow—an overweight orange tabby cat with a lazy eye, a bad attitude, and an inexplicably majestic mustache.

No one knew who filled out the paperwork. Some say it was a group of rebellious teens; others believe it was the local librarian, Mrs. Arkwright, who insisted Chairman Meow was “the only creature in town who won’t talk nonsense during council meetings.”

Either way, it was official.

The chairman’s campaign was unconventional from the start. His posters featured blurry photos of him lying dramatically across town benches with slogans like:

“Vote for Meow, or Feel His Judgment.”

“Promises? None. Regrets? Also none.”

“Tax Tuna, Not the People.”


While the other candidates shook hands and kissed babies, Chairman Meow knocked over display stands and hissed at balloons. His public appearances were rare, often limited to him sitting in the middle of the town square fountain and refusing to move.

Strangely, it worked.

Soon, Chairman Meow had the highest poll numbers in town history. His mysterious silence was interpreted as deep wisdom. His blatant apathy was seen as a rejection of the status quo. Even his hairballs were seen as metaphorical commentary on the current administration.

The incumbent mayor, Mr. Bartholomew Grumble, was livid.
“He's a CAT!” he shouted during a televised debate.
Chairman Meow, seated across the stage on a custom velvet pillow, calmly licked his paw, stared directly into the camera, and farted.

The town erupted in applause.

Election day arrived with great fanfare. Citizens lined up to vote, some bringing catnip offerings. At 6 p.m., the results were in:

Chairman Meow won by 93%.
The remaining 7% had accidentally voted for a zucchini.

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