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Excerpts from a Dogs diary:.....

March 15th, 2007, 08:51 AM
Excerpts from a Dog's diary:

8:00 am - Breakfast! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - Went for a car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - Got to walk in the park and saw my buddies! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Had a tummy rubbed! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch and then a Nap! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
2:00 pm - Watched all my neighbours and we chatted. My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Found my ball under the couch and had another nap!
4:00 pm - Kids are back from school! My favorite things!
5:00 pm - Got some treats and knawed on a bone! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Went outside, dug holes, played ball with the kids! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with all my people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm -Got to sleep on the bed! My favorite thing!

Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary:

Day 683 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.

Day 684:

The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt
to disgust them, I once again vomit on the floor.

Day 685:

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

Day 686:

There was some sort of assembly of the accomplices tonight. I was
placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However,
I could hear some 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.

Day 687:

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.

Day 688:

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!

Day 689

The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the
guards regularly. Just like a canary - he always sings, even without being interrogated. I am certain he is reporting my every move. The captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe.... for now.

March 15th, 2007, 09:09 AM
I saw this before, but I love it soooo much. It really reminds me of Hunter so much. (Cassie sounds more like the cat:laughing: )

I love the part where the cat says about the dog: "He is obviously retarded":laughing: