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Dog's Diary
Excerpts
from a Dog's Diary
Day
number 180 8:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
9:30 am - OH BOYI A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE!
10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
12:00
noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
1:00 pm - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE!
4:00
pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
5:00
PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE!
Excerpts
from a Cats Diary
DAY 752- 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.
DAY 761 - 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.
DAY
766- 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.
DAY
768-I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good
reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however
it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo". What
sick minds could invent such a liquid. My only consolation
is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.
DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices.
I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I
could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass
tubes they call "beer". 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.
DAY
774-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 - -
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