And upon reflection, it makes sense. A cat or dog needs security, stability, and, believe it or not, the consistent presence of their owner. I can see that the Clintons may have realized they would not be home much, Hillary gone days, Bill gone nights, and wouldn't be able to provide the kind of stable existence that the secretary could.

I'm trying to imagine where I would go or what kind of job I would get where I would possibly be forced to dump my dog. A trip to Mars, maybe.

A cat needs someone with opposable thumbs to run a can. Consistent presence of the owner, not so much. Anyway, you think Bill or Hillary's current home is ever actually empty of humans?

The cat got in the way, and got shoved into the unemployment office. Hillary does this with people, too.