Welcome to my wacky world. I call it that because sometimes I feel like I am off in my own world. As the saying on one of my stamps and
my fridge magnet says "I know i'm in my own little world. It's OK they know me here."

Here you will learn a little about me and my life. Like my marriages, my critters and my hobbies. I love taking photos. so along the way there might be alot of photos.My life is full of ups and downs, more often the downs. I just try to keep on a happy face. Doesnt always work when you suffer from anxiety and depression. But I still always manage to keep my Bubbly little personality.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Cat/Dog Diary Excerpts

I came across this off a Forest Friends Swap members blog.  Thanks Gael!!!  it's great.  I thought it was too funy and just had to reposts it.  I used to have cat and the vomiting and trying to escape part reminds me of that.  they would always sit at the window or door and cry until i would let them outside.  :) 
As for the dog well that is kinda like them, they love anything although their day sim majority of the time laying on the couch next to me.  Even better.  I love a snuggler. 

Geal had copied it from The Best Article of the Day becase she thought it was funny as well. 

So here it is.
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 my capabilities. 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 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...

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!


Ola said...

This is sooo funny! I must admit I'm not a cat person, but I love my dog!!!

I would also like to invite you to visit my new-ish blog,

There's not a whole lot on there, because I'm a big chicken when it comes to posting my creations! I'm hope making some blog friends will help push me to post my creations!!!

I also have a blog candy giveaway going on right now, I hope you can stop by!


KER said...

oh how this made the daughter and i laugh...tfs!

Laura VanVleet said...

This is so darn cute! I am definately going to have to share this with others! Love it!

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