Cats and Dogs.

Discussion in 'Pure Bull' started by Atom bomb therapy, Apr 11, 2006.

  1. Atom bomb therapy

    Atom bomb therapy Member

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    A Dog's Diary

    7am - Oh Boy! Breakfast! My favorite!
    9am - Oh Boy! A car ride! My favorite!
    10am - Oh Boy! A walk! My favorite!
    11am - Oh Boy! A car ride! My favorite!

    Noon - Oh Boy! A nap! My favorite!
    1pm - Oh Boy! The yard! My favorite!
    3pm - Oh Boy! Animal Planet! My favorite!
    4pm - Oh Boy! Dinner! My favorite!
    5pm - Oh Boy! Grandma! My favorite!
    7pm - Oh Boy! Playing with my "teddy"! My favorite!
    9pm - Oh Boy! Sleeping in Daddy's bed! My favorite!





    A Cat's Diary

    Day 183 of my captivity ........

    My captors continue 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 I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture.

    Tomorrow I may 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; must 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 into
    their hearts. They only cooed and commented about what a good little
    kitty I was. Hmmm, not working according to plan.

    There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in
    solitary confinement throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise
    and smell the food. More importantly I overheard that my confinement was
    because of my power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to 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 an idiot.

    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 can wait; it is only
    a matter of time...
     
  2. Alex_12

    Alex_12 Member

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    Haha, I love it.

    My cat loves me. His name is ZigZag.
     
  3. Atom bomb therapy

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    yeah it reminded me of my cat named Diggy. hehe.
     
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