EastCoast 10 Posted May 5, 2006 EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DAILY DIARY: Â 8:00 a.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite! Â 9:30 a.m. Wow! A car ride! This is a blast! Â 9:40 a.m. A walk in the park! Ate some crap...Delicious! Â 10:30 a.m. Getting rubbed and petted! I'm in love! Â 12:00 p.m. Lunch! Yummy! Â 1:00 p.m. Playing in the yard! I just love it! Â 3:00 p.m. Staring adoringly at my masters...they're the best! I'll wag my tail in joy. Â 4:00 p.m. Hooray! The kids are home! I'm bouncing off the walls! Â 5:00 p.m. Milk bones! Great! Â 7:00 p.m. Get to play ball! This is too good to be true! Â 8:00 p.m. Wow! Watching TV with my master! Heavenly! Â 11:00 p.m. Sleeping at the bottom of my master's bed! Life is soooooooo great! Â Â EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DAILY DIARY: Â Day 683 of My Captivity: Â My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. Â 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 vomited on the floor. Â 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. Â 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. Â 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. Â I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released--and he seems more than willing to return! He is obviously retarded. Â 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. The captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe........ for now. Â Â Rachel sw-227(May 05) rsw 182 cw 176.2 (12/14) wwgw-155 pgw 145-150 Â ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Â one day at a time Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
smylin_atcha 10 Posted May 5, 2006 way too funnny....i love it Fatima AKA Smylin_Atcha ya ya name: Queen Horny Toad Smurf name: Hootchie Smurfette sw:270 cw:190.6 79.4 lbs destroyed:bcbsalute Faith is the ability to know u will survive the panic. Rosie O'Donnell Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
mrss 10 Posted May 6, 2006 Lol, funny! HW-142 CW-118 Success is not built on success. It's built on failure. It's built on frustration. Sometimes its built on catastrophe.--Sumner Redstone Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
