EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DAILY DIARY

8:00am Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9:30am Oh, boy! A car ride! My favorite!
9:40am Oh, boy! A walk! My favorite!
10:30am Oh, boy! Getting rubbed and petted! My favorite!
11:30am Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
Noon Oh, boy! The kids! My favorite!
1:00pm Oh, boy! The yard! My favorite!
4:00pm Oh, boy! To the park! My favorite!
5:00pm Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
5:30pm Oh, boy! Pretty Mums! My favorite!
6:00pm Oh, boy! Playing ball! My favorite!
6:30am Oh, boy! Watching TV with my master! My favorite!
8:30pm 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 house plant.

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 and repulse 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, he speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the high metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time...

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Thus... I prefer Dogs... haha.. i rest my case... =P Neh.. i love both kitties and poochies~~ ^^

♥ Name's Michy
♥ Living in la-la land
♥ Forever Lost…n Blur…
♥ Loves the whole world
♥ Loves DRIVING
♥ Loves lomography
♥ Crazy over cameras...