tehehe i thought this was very cute :P
A friend sent this to me... i think its cute and oh so hilarious...had to share :P
DOG DIARY
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite!
11:00 am - Went to the vet. Bummer.
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with people! My favorite!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite!
CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling
objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I
are Fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.
Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I
nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my
strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at
their feet.
I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it
clearly demonstrates what I am capable of . However, they merely made
condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am.
Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight . I
was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event.
However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my
confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn
what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one
of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must
try this again tomorrow - but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and
snitches.
The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released -
and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously
retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate
with The guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move.
My Captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated
cell,so he is safe ----For now...
DOG DIARY
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite!
11:00 am - Went to the vet. Bummer.
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with people! My favorite!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite!
CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling
objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I
are Fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.
Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I
nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my
strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at
their feet.
I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it
clearly demonstrates what I am capable of . However, they merely made
condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am.
Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight . I
was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event.
However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my
confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn
what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one
of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must
try this again tomorrow - but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and
snitches.
The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released -
and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously
retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate
with The guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move.
My Captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated
cell,so he is safe ----For now...