Look Out Hasselback! Here Comes Horace Mittingtons the Third!

I say! These Hollywood types have no respect for sleep. Much to my chagrin an early morning telephone call pulled me from a reverie involving a cute little tabby, a ball gag, and an all you can eat tuna salad buffet. It was Barbara Walters.
"Howace! We need woo!"

You see, it turns out Rosie is gone from the View for good, she isn't even going to fulfill the last three weeks of her contract because if she has to see on Elisabeth Hasselback ever again she will be forced to poke her own eyes out with a fork. Never fear loyal View fans, Mr. Mittingtons won't dissapoint. I can be terribly foul-mouthed if provoked, and I am terribly fond of completely contadicting myself. Plus, I hear from a source that cat dander makes Elisabeth Hasselback break out in welts. I have put away my Head and Shoulders.

Meow,
Horace Mittingtons the Third