dog and cat diary

Okay so I totally stole this from the Townleys blog, but I had too. Just read it. And since we haven't posted or uploaded photos in a while I really needed something. Thanks Rob & Danielle for such a great post!

**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!*
------------------------------------------------------------------------
* ****From a Cat's Daily 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 am 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 assassinateOne 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 communicating 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................