Post by buff on Nov 17, 2015 12:20:43 GMT -5
The Dog's Diary
Day 382
8:00 am - Dog food! Oh boy, my favorite!
9:30 am - A car ride! Oh boy, my favorite!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! Oh boy, my favorite!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! Oh boy, my favorite!
12:00 pm - Milk bones! Oh boy, my favorite!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! Oh boy, my favorite!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! Oh boy, my favorite!
5:00 pm - Dinner! Oh boy, my favorite!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! Oh boy, my favorite!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! Oh boy, my favorite!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! Oh boy, my favorite!
Day 383
8:00 am - Dog food! Oh boy, my favorite!
9:30 am - A car ride! Oh boy, my favorite!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! Oh boy, my favorite!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! Oh boy, my favorite!
12:00 pm - Milk bones! Oh boy, my favorite!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! Oh boy, my favorite!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! Oh boy, my favorite!
5:00 pm - Dinner! Oh boy, my favorite!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! Oh boy, my favorite!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! Oh boy, my favorite!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! Oh boy, my favorite!
Day 384
8:00 am - Dog food! Oh boy, my favorite!
9:30 am - A car ride! Oh boy, my favorite!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! Oh boy, my favorite!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! Oh boy, my favorite!
12:00 pm - Milk bones! Oh boy, my favorite!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! Oh boy, my favorite!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! Oh boy, my favorite!
5:00 pm - Dinner! Oh boy, my favorite!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! Oh boy, my favorite!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! Oh boy, my favorite!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! Oh boy, my favorite!
The Cat's Diary
Day 983 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 984 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 my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards!
Day 985 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.
Day 986 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 987 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 LODGED between my teeth.
Day988 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 must be an informant. I observe him communicate 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 ...
Day 382
8:00 am - Dog food! Oh boy, my favorite!
9:30 am - A car ride! Oh boy, my favorite!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! Oh boy, my favorite!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! Oh boy, my favorite!
12:00 pm - Milk bones! Oh boy, my favorite!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! Oh boy, my favorite!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! Oh boy, my favorite!
5:00 pm - Dinner! Oh boy, my favorite!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! Oh boy, my favorite!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! Oh boy, my favorite!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! Oh boy, my favorite!
Day 383
8:00 am - Dog food! Oh boy, my favorite!
9:30 am - A car ride! Oh boy, my favorite!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! Oh boy, my favorite!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! Oh boy, my favorite!
12:00 pm - Milk bones! Oh boy, my favorite!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! Oh boy, my favorite!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! Oh boy, my favorite!
5:00 pm - Dinner! Oh boy, my favorite!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! Oh boy, my favorite!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! Oh boy, my favorite!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! Oh boy, my favorite!
Day 384
8:00 am - Dog food! Oh boy, my favorite!
9:30 am - A car ride! Oh boy, my favorite!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! Oh boy, my favorite!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! Oh boy, my favorite!
12:00 pm - Milk bones! Oh boy, my favorite!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! Oh boy, my favorite!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! Oh boy, my favorite!
5:00 pm - Dinner! Oh boy, my favorite!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! Oh boy, my favorite!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! Oh boy, my favorite!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! Oh boy, my favorite!
The Cat's Diary
Day 983 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 984 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 my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards!
Day 985 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.
Day 986 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 987 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 LODGED between my teeth.
Day988 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 must be an informant. I observe him communicate 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 ...