Friday cat and dog blogging!!
I thought I would rip off everyone that has done either of these. Ha! So here goes with a little comedy included. No we aren't going to show you a picture of RT from the 80's, but a cute little story. Man, I love this picture of the golden retriever!!
Subject: A different perspective.
Subject: A different perspective.
8:00am Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30am A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40am walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30am Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing.
12:00pm Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00pm Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00pm Wagged my tail! My favorite thing.
5:00pm Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00pm Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00pm Wow! Watched TV with my master! My favorite thing
11:00pm Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
This is day 683 of my captivity: My captors continue
to taunt me with bizarre dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and myself 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 floor.
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. The audacity! 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 has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. The captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe....... for now
11 Comments:
That was hilarious!
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That was funny; nailed the dog and cat personality traits perfectly.
Ummmm....thanks for the link. I think.
You forgot one:
Dog: 4:00 am: As part of a covert operation to appease RT, pee on Sssssteve's shoes-MY FAVORITE THING!
Cats don't actually like people...
Funny stuff!
Hahaha!
LMAO! That was very, very funny!
Yo that was one of THE FUNNIEST things I have read on the web in a while. Hilarious!
What? No post from Yuma and the sunshine and the GOLFING?
Heh. Just makes me love um even more.
This was actually authored by Michael Savage. "Ssssteve" should have the maturity and balls to post who it was originally authored by instead of taking credit for it. Come on "Ssssteve", tells us where you got it. You get an email everytime someone posts a comment, so you're sure to get this one.
hey Johnny butt munch, I never took credit for that bit. Your a friken moron!! And talk about balls, why didn't you leave your e-mail and I can contact you directly, you idiot! now go away and let grown ups talk here.
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