pavement in front of her home. Next to her was a
basket containing a number of tiny creatures; in her
hand was a sign announcing
FREE KITTENS.
Suddenly a line of big black cars pulled up beside
her. Out of the lead car stepped a chubby, grinning man.
"Hi there little girl, I'm Alex Salmond.
What do you have in the basket?" he asked.
"Kittens," little Suzy said.
"How old are they?" asked Salmond.
Suzy replied, "They're so young, their eyes aren't
even open yet."
"And what kind of kittens are they?"
"Scottish Nationalists," answered Suzy with a smile.
Salmond was delighted. As soon as he returned to his
car, he called his PR chief and told him about the little girl
and the kittens.
Recognising the perfect photo opportunity, the two
men agreed that the Salmond should return the next
day; and in front of the assembled media, have the
girl talk about her discerning kittens.
So the next day, Suzy was again standing on the
pavement with her basket of "FREE KITTENS" when
another motorcade pulled up, this time followed by
vans from STV, BBC, and CNN.
Cameras and audio equipment were quickly set up, then
Salmond got out of his limo and walked over to little
Suzy.
"Hello, again," he said, "I'd love it if you would
tell all my friends out there what kind of kittens
you're giving away."
"Yes sir," Suzy said. "They're UK Independants."
Taken by surprise, the Salmond stammered,
"But...but...yesterday, you told me they were SCOTTISH
NATIONALISTS."
Little Suzy smiled and said, "I know.
But today, they have their eyes open."
