Socks the cat near death

We have some bad news today on the presidential pet front. Socks the cat, probably the most photographed presidential kitty in history, has cancer and isn't expected to live. "His days are numbered," says Barry Landau, a friend of Socks' master, Betty Currie. Landau, a presidential historian and author of The President's Table, tells our Suzi Parker that the Currie family could have put Socks on feeding tubes, but decided against it. "They fear he is too old," adds Landau, who is writing a book on presidential inaugurations. And a second source told us that Socks is gravely ill.


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Poor old cat was the best member of the family. And it was probably hell in the White House. His dish was probably always getting raided, his favorite toys covered with slobbers. Bill and Hillary probably let Chelsea get away with it too.

I dunno. She'd pass for average down at the Sip'n Spit.

Maybe so, but she was sure a homely mutt as a kid. Damn, she looks more like momma all the time. Maybe the Hillarcow looked like that when she was just the Hillarheifer.

I didn't say that she grew out of it... just that she'd be par for Sip'nSpit.

It's an really unfortunate look. It's like you start with Hillary, and add all the worst features of Bill.

I never went to that place. Yeah, I'd agree she's a mix of the two with too much Bill.