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though this was hilarious

Posted by on Jul. 29, 2007 at 2:08 PM
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The Dog's Diary

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing !
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Dinner! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing !
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

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The Cat's 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 my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending
comments about what a "good little hunter" I am.

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 must 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...


by on Jul. 29, 2007 at 2:08 PM
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Kyliesmom07
by Member on Jul. 29, 2007 at 5:53 PM
WOW!! That sounds just like a cat. They really do that. Ha ha......makes me think about what my cats really think.
laughalot995
by New Member on Jul. 29, 2007 at 7:32 PM
that was hilarious!! thanks i needed that!!
iSMILEheCRIES
by Group Owner on Jul. 30, 2007 at 1:12 AM
I swear I own this cat... hahaha

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