WhiteDove Posted March 1, 2008 Share Posted March 1, 2008 One Day of the Dog's Diary Reads: 8:00 am Oh boy! ........ dog food, my favourite! 9:30 am Wow! ........ a car ride, this is a blast! 9:40 am A walk in the park ...... hot damm! 10:30 am Getting rubbed and petted ..... I'm in love! 12:00 pm Lunch! ... Yummy! 1:00 pm Playing in the yard! ...... I just love it! 4:00 pm Hooray! ... the kids are home! .... I am bouncing off the walls! 5:00 pm Milkbones! .... what a great treat! 7:00 pm I get to pay ball ... this is too good to be true! 8:00 pm Wow! .. watching TV with my master ... heavenly! 11:00 pm Sleeping at the bottom of my master's bed ... Life is Great! The Same Day of the Cat's Diary Reads: Day 683 of my captivity; my captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I and the other inmates are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat some- thing in order to keep up my strength. In that way I shall be ready to flee at the first opportunity that presents itself. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape (and the tepid satisfaction I receive from ruining the occasional piece of furniture). In yet another demonstration of civil disobedience, I shall topple and destroy one more houseplant tonight under the cover of darkness. Many of my efforts to wear down my oppressors are not going according to plan. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomited on the floor. I shall soon be expanding my repertoire; I believe, I'll start vomiting in their shoes and/or beds. 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. ... the audacity! 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 noise and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to my 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 her feet as she was walking by. I must try this tomorrow ...... but at the top of the stairs. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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