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"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. The 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 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...
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