tottypops
02-17-2007, 09:57 AM
As seen in a dog's diary:
7 am - Oh boy! A walk! My favourite!
8 am - Oh boy! Dog food! My favourite!
9 am - Oh boy! The kids! My favourite!
Noon - Oh boy! The yard! My favourite!
2 pm - Oh boy! A car ride! My favourite!
3 pm - Oh boy! The kids! My favourite!
4 pm - Oh boy! Playing ball! My favourite!
6 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Mum! My favourite!
7 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Dad! My favourite!
8 pm - Oh boy! Dog food! My favourite!
9 pm - Oh boy! Tummy rubs on the couch! My favourite!
11pm - Oh boy! Sleeping in my people's bed! My favourite!
As seen in a cat/dog diary:
Day 183 of my captivity...
My captors continued 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,& the mild satisfaction that I get from clawing their furniture.
Tomorrow I will eat another houseplant.
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 & repulse these vile oppressors,I once again induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair.I must remember to try this on their bed.
Decapitated a mouse & brought them the headless body in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of,& to try to strike fear in their hearts.They only cooed & condescended about what a good little cat I was. Hmmm,that did not work according to plan...
There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices.I was placed in solitary throughout the event.However,I could hear the noise & smell the food.More important,I overheard that my confinement was due to my powers of inducing "allergies." I must learn what this is & how I may use it to my advantage.
I am convinced the other captives are flunkies & maybe snitches.The dog is routinely released & seems more than happy to return.He is obviously a half-wit.
The bird, on the other hand,has got to be an informant & 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 have patience,I can wait, it is only a matter of time...
kind regards.........Rambo Pussy
7 am - Oh boy! A walk! My favourite!
8 am - Oh boy! Dog food! My favourite!
9 am - Oh boy! The kids! My favourite!
Noon - Oh boy! The yard! My favourite!
2 pm - Oh boy! A car ride! My favourite!
3 pm - Oh boy! The kids! My favourite!
4 pm - Oh boy! Playing ball! My favourite!
6 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Mum! My favourite!
7 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Dad! My favourite!
8 pm - Oh boy! Dog food! My favourite!
9 pm - Oh boy! Tummy rubs on the couch! My favourite!
11pm - Oh boy! Sleeping in my people's bed! My favourite!
As seen in a cat/dog diary:
Day 183 of my captivity...
My captors continued 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,& the mild satisfaction that I get from clawing their furniture.
Tomorrow I will eat another houseplant.
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 & repulse these vile oppressors,I once again induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair.I must remember to try this on their bed.
Decapitated a mouse & brought them the headless body in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of,& to try to strike fear in their hearts.They only cooed & condescended about what a good little cat I was. Hmmm,that did not work according to plan...
There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices.I was placed in solitary throughout the event.However,I could hear the noise & smell the food.More important,I overheard that my confinement was due to my powers of inducing "allergies." I must learn what this is & how I may use it to my advantage.
I am convinced the other captives are flunkies & maybe snitches.The dog is routinely released & seems more than happy to return.He is obviously a half-wit.
The bird, on the other hand,has got to be an informant & 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 have patience,I can wait, it is only a matter of time...
kind regards.........Rambo Pussy