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!

Excerpts from a Cat's 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 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...

lol Sneaky cats

brilliant!

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

i didnt remove the swear word...im sooooo sorry, i did mean too =[

There might be time to nip back and edit it if you're quick. :-)

The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.

Oh, that bit caused a real belly laugh. :-D

I've read this before, but it is still very funny.

Very very funny!

Hilarious

Love it :-D

i was in a heap reading that !

lol funny.
xxx

Brilliant!

Excellent stuff, I was reading it in between raising invoices and I've gone and done one too many, serves me right.

Absolutely right thats why I have dogs, always happy with what they get and enthusiastic.

Today has been a right crap day and this certainly cheered me up, thank you for my uncontrollable laughter most enjoyed!!
Anymore offerings like this will be greatly received, golly did I need that! :-)