PET DIARIES

I got this as an email the other day and it is just too funny to keep to myself. I know it’s made the rounds before so some of you may have seen it already, but I find it hysterical every time I read it and with so many people in the blogosphere trying to get over being sick, we can all use some humor, right? πŸ™‚
FOR THE PET LOVERS
Excerpts from a 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 – Lunch! 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 – Milk bones! 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!

Excerpts from a 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 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 communicating 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…

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4 Responses to “PET DIARIES”

  1. the dragonfly Says:

    Oh, too too funny!!Ah..the mind of a cat…..πŸ™‚

  2. amanda Says:

    Could you have refrained from sending princess p ideas? She tripped me on the stair into the kitchen!

  3. painted maypole Says:

    i was just saying to my husband, after our daughter was done with a fresh round of “torment the cat,” that our kitty must rue the day we ever adopted him.

  4. KBL 2 ORD 2 SAN Says:

    LOL! I’ve never seen this before. Too funny! Do I have permission to “hijack” it for distribution? I have many cat loving friends who’d LOVE this. πŸ™‚

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