Happy Friday, bloggers!:)
Comments: (12) Published May 15th, 2009 in Living in SFHere is something to make you smile this Friday, I hope you’ll enjoy reading it, at least I did::))
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!
and Excerpts from a Cat’s Daily 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…!
i loved it nice post about your routine!just i have trouble in reading the large size of the fonts so it will be very easy for us if you make them of the font size of your previous post!
I agree to your David stock because the post’s having very good content but the fonts are very big creating the problems so it should be smaller for us to read it easily!
This makes me smile. Thanks for sharing this. Looking forward reading post updates on this soon. ):
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Joseph Stephen
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Hello Friend,
Your Blog looks cute and Smart enough!
Good job and Keep up the Work!
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Did you write this? I thoroughly enjoyed reading this. I was laughing all throughout the dog’s diary and had to LOL when I got to the cat’s.
Thank you for this -really creative!
Good job. Thanks. Nice blog.
nice blog.keep it up
Really interesting blog. Enjoyed reading it
Good job. Nice blog.
Did you write this? I thoroughly enjoyed reading this.Good job. Thanks. Nice blog.