Mr. President, Meet My Pointy Friend!

OK, so I've been trying for some time to write another tale for Felix the Talking Cat and his trusty talking sword Xanorax. I knew it had to involve our illustrious new president, but every story I've tried to write just hasn't been funny enough, and instead turn out to be very depressing. Then, earlier tonight, as I drove the boys to Brooksville to spend some time with their mom, I was struck with a vision to take this tale in an entirely different direction, and not only do I have a chance to lampoon 45, but I might be able to work in some jabs at Florida Gov. Voldemort. I shall say no more, but I think I need to start writing!