Whew. We cats weren't expecting things in Virginia to be quite so nail-bitey, but what the hell — a win is a win.
The Cuccinelli watch party down in Richmond must have been really jumpin' earlier tonight — even though they knew that only a third of the precincts in Loudon, Fairfax and Prince William Counties had reported in. Now, we imagine, the atmosphere has become more funereal.
Our initial take? That the election gods must have listened to us a lot more closely than we thought. Last year, we cats were dreaming that the Romneybots would be sure they would win, only to have their hopes cruelly dashed — and lo and behold, that's exactly what happened. This year, fate apparently toyed with the Forces of Cootchy as well. They could fantasize about victory, only to have it snatched away.
And the tight race in Virginia will only embolden the teabags to continue their war on establishment Republicans. (We're hearing that Chris Christie refused to come to Virginia to campaign for the Cootch.) Between that and the fabulous news from Illinois today, we cats are finding a lot more reasons to PURR than to HISS.
P.S. Our best experience this afternoon was unexpectedly ferrying a 91-year-old devoted Democrat to the polls. Had we not knocked on her door, she may not have voted. Ain't democracy great?
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