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My Dad sent this to me and we had a great chuckle...Enjoy....
Cats and Dogs
I guess it all depends on your perspective...
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!
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 what I am capable of. However, they merely made
condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am.
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 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...
I have seen this before, but I laugh every time!!!
Yes - I've seen this one before too......and it is so true of our dog....evrything is, at the appropriate moment her "favourite thing"! And boy, can she get excited - and 55 kilos of excited dog makes for a "stand well clear" moment!
huggies
Maria
:crackup: love it! Thank you for sharing- its so true, at least of the cats that live here;)
Michelle, how true, how true! :crackup:
Gaby
This is really funny, I have a cat and a dog and it sounds just like them.
Very funny, I don't have cats but know just how my sister's Siamese cats act and it reads true to them. My dogs are exactly like the doggie diary says, happy with everything, especially ‘ Walkies’, which I shout out to them just before going out. They get so excited, especially Lucy who does a lap of the house a few times in her excitement.
Hugs Jane.
I'm glad you put it up Michelle. I copied it this time to share with friends. It always makes me laugh