> DOG 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 my > people! My favorite thing!> 11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite > thing!> > CAT 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.> > 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 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....... > > > > > > > > >
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