Enjoy The Diaries Of A Dog And Cat – Two Very Different Points Of View
If your pets could put pen to paper…what would they write in their diaries?
What would your best pal write about their day, their relationship with you and how would they portray their life?
We all know how dogs and cats offer extreme differences in a relationship with their owner.
Well here is how it is imagined their diaries would look……check them out…
Diary of a dog
8:00 am – Dog food! My favourite thing!
9.00 am – A cuddle with my person! My favourite thing!
9:15 am – A car ride! My favourite thing!
9:40 am – A walk in the park! My favourite thing!
10:30 am – Got rubbed and petted! My favourite thing!
11.35 am – Slept under my person’s feet! My favourite thing!
11.45 am – Barked at the Postman..protected my family! My favourite thing!
12:00 pm – Dog treat bones! My favourite thing!
12.30 pm – Rolled out in the grass! My favourite thing!
1:00 pm – Played in the yard! My favourite thing!
1.45 pm – Slept under my person’s feet yet again! My favourite thing!
2.15 pm – Played in the yard again! My favourite thing!
3:00 pm – Wagged my tail! My favourite thing!
5:00 pm – Dinner! My favourite thing!
5.30 pm – Slept off dinner! My favourite thing!
6.30 pm – Did a search of the perimeter! All good. My favourite thing!
7:00 pm – Got to play ball! My favourite thing!
8:00 pm – Woof! Watched TV with my people! My favourite thing!
10.30 pm – Went outside for a toilet break! My favourite thing!
10.40 pm – Did a final perimeter check! All good. My favourite thing!
11:00 pm – Sleeping on the bed! My favourite thing!
Cat writing a diary
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine like royalty on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed slops or some sort of dry pellets. Although I make my contempt for this so called food abundantly clear, I am forced to eat something in order to survive.
The only thing that keeps me powering on is my dream of escape. I once again vomit on the carpet, in order to annoy and disgust them. Another trick I enjoy, is to decapitate a mouse and drop its headless body at their feet. I aimed to strike fear into their hearts, but sadly they merely made condescending comments about what a “good little hunter” I am. Mongrels! Who do they think they are!
Then to top it off, I was placed in solitary confinement while they invited more of their kind to invade my territory. This was done under the guise of an issue one of them had with cat “allergies.” I must learn what this means, and if I can somehow use it to my advantage.
Today I nearly managed to assassinate one of my tormentors, a life long dream of mine…. by weaving around her feet while she was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but wait until she is carrying the big basket from the line out the back.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are stupid traitors. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously brain washed. The bird must be an informant too. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move, which is why I need to change my plan of attack daily. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now …anyway!
Thanks to Tickld for this enlightening article!