8:00 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! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE! |
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE! |
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE! |
1:00 pm - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE! |
4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE! |
5:00 pm - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE! |
5:30 pm - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE! |
8:00 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! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE! |
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE! |
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE! |
1:00 pm - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE! |
4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE! |
5:00 pm - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE! |
5:30 pm - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE! |
8:00 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! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE! |
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE! |
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE! |
1:00 pm - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE! |
1:30 pm - OOOOOOOH. BATH. BUMMER! |
4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE! |
5:00 pm - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE! |
5:30 pm - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE! |
EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DIARY
DAY 183
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.
DAY 184
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.
DAY 185
Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless
body, in 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 ... Hmmm. Not working according to
plan.
DAY 186
I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no
good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it
included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds
could invent such a liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb
still stuck between my teeth.
DAY 187
There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices.
I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear
the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer".
More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power
of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my
advantage.
DAY 188
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 a half-wit. 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...