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Sunday, September 16, 2007


Dogs Versus Cats


DOG'S DIARY
7 am - Oh boy! A walk! My favorite!
8 am - Oh boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9 am - Oh boy! The kids! My favorite!
Noon - Oh boy! The yard! My favorite!
2 pm - Oh boy! A car ride! My favorite!
3 pm - Oh boy! The kids! My favorite!
4 pm - Oh boy! Playing ball! My favorite!
6 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Mum! My favorite!
7 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Dad! My favorite!
8 pm - Oh boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9 pm - Oh boy! Tummy rubs on the couch! My favorite!
11pm - Oh boy! Sleeping in my people's bed! My favorite!

CAT'S DIARY
Day 483 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, and 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 and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair. I must remember to try this on their bed.
Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear in their hearts. They only cooed and 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 and smell the food. More importantly, I overheard that my confinement was due to my powers of inducing "allergies." I must learn what this is and how I may use it to my advantage.
I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit.
The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant and 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


Peace

12 comments:

Paul said...

Ruff! Ruff!

Echomouse said...

Proving cats need midol and/or valium, whereas dogs just need to calm down. :)

lala said...

See? Cats are evil. They don't even like people. Don't tell Mo. =)

The CEO said...

LOL, this is definitely one view of the differences between dogs and cats. Personally, I need them both. Wonderful weekend so far, hope yours is too!

Monty

Empress Bee (of the High Sea) said...

see? cats are wonderful and brilliant... tell mo! ha ha ha

smiles, bee

Sarge Charlie said...

Patience is a virtue

Loving Annie said...

Good Sunday afternoon the 16th to you Odat ! How are you doing ?

I love that dog/cat thing. It is so true ! :)

Thank you for commenting on my erotica blog, b.t.w. -- You are a dear.
I left you an honorable mention there in today's 'thank-you's.

*cyber hugs and smiles*
Loving Annie

Lone Grey Squirrel said...

Another wonderful post by Odat. My favorite. (tongue hanging out from a lopsided grin).

magdalene-sophie said...

hahaha, whoever who mentioned cats are evil...hmm i tend to agree :D dogs are so muchie better :P

have a good week, odat! :)

Open Grove Claudia said...

I love this because it's so true.

Christy said...

ROFL that is the funniest thing I have read all day!

Patti said...

this is very true, but cats are just so amusing to have around1