Dogs think differently than wise little cats

Dogs think differently  than wise little cats. Read the diaries and see for yourself:


8 AM--Oh, boy! Dog food!  My favorite!

9:30 AM--Oh, boy! A car ride!  My favorite!

9:40 AM--Oh, boy!  A walk!  My favorite!

10:30 AM--Oh, boy!  Getting rubbed and petted!  My favorite!

11:30  AM--Oh, boy!  Dog food!  My favorite!

12 Noon--Oh, boy!  The kids!  My favorite!

1 PM--Oh, boy!  The yard!  My favorite!

4 PM--Oh, boy!  To the park!  My favorite!

5:30 PM--Oh, boy!  Pretty mums!  My favorite!

6 PM--Oh, boy!  Playing ball!  My favorite!

6:30 PM--Oh, boy!  Watching TV with my master!  My favorite!

8:30 PM--Oh, boy!  Sleeping in my master's bed!  My favorite!


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, hard cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild scolding 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 condescended about what a good little cat I was.
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