Speaking My Mind: Did the speech work?

...Those in the Biden camp believe it did! But as of this writing, he has lost 17 Democrats who think he should step down.

His age-related mistakes of remembering names and his lifelong battle with stuttering people continue to give our decent president a hard time.

I will listen to his decision if or when he makes one.

All in all most Democrats still feel he can win! And that he is the only one who can beat the so-called X-president! And we should all pray that will happen due to the other guy's desire to have a monarchy or dictatorship!

Live updates: How did Biden do last night? He's on thin ice. (usatoday.com)

The Pulse: Did President Biden change the narrative - or make it worse? (aol.com)

Watch President Joe Biden’s full prime-time address | CNN Politics

'I believe in America': Fired-up Biden uses State of the Union to skewer GOP - ABC News

https://www.youtube.com/watch?reload=9&v=V5NRS14LHO4

Enough opinions and choices right here! Good luck!

Just remember that... TRUTH and HONOR, ARE THE AMERICAN WAY... and it will prevail!

Allow me to introduce you to the crew...

Lastly, moving on to who they are, our crew...

3 months, and ... now 6!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not from Australia, but American-made.

I will comply because it is fun and say good day!

I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name... ha! And without hesitation, the teenager had said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never found out the girl's name; mom liked Aussie too. Since then, we have discovered that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even say unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me: I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now six years old, I am the baby, though I am the largest of the fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right, ha!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter.
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018.

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

Hello, I am Bella, in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie. I might be ten years old. We are all rescues, so no one knows our ages for sure. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies accompanying that! Being the only girl has its rewards as well as its difficulties.
I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog it had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted, on 8/18/18 on clear out the shelters' day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella, beautiful either way!

Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am 12-ish years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes!

I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays, too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020.

I had been wandering the neighborhood for days, and then I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there...

The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!

The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen

days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.

Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!