Excepts from a Dog and a Cat's Diaries.

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Diaries Of The Dog And Cat

EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DAILY DIARY:

8:00 a.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!

9:30 a.m. Oh, boy! A car ride! My favorite!

9:40 a.m. Oh, boy! A walk! My favorite!

10:30 a.m. Oh, boy! Getting rubbed and petted! My favorite!

11:30 a.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!

Noon- Oh, boy! The kids! My favorite!

1:00 p.m. Oh, boy! The yard! My favorite!

4:00 p.m. Oh, boy! To the park! My favorite!

5:00 p.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!

5:30 p.m. Oh, boy! Pretty Mums! My favorite!

6:00 p.m. Oh, boy! Playing ball! My favorite!

6:30 p.m. Oh, boy! Watching TV with my master! My favorite!

8:30 p.m Oh, boy! Sleeping in master's bed! My favorite!

EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DAILY DIARY:

Day 183 of My Captivity: My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little

dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry

cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild

satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I

may eat another houseplant.

Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were

walking almost succeeded; must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt

to disgust these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their

favorite chair, must try this on their bed.

Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in an attempt to make

them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts.

They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was. Hmmm, not

working according to plan.

There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary

confinement throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the

food. More importantly, I overheard that my confinement was due to my power of

" allergies. " Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is

routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a

half-wit. The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant, and speaks

with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current

placement in the metal room, his safety is assured.

But I can wait, it is only a matter of time .....

~ " We all take different paths in life, but no matter where we go, we take a

little of each other everywhere. " ~

~ " If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you've made me smile, the

entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand. "