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EXCERPTS
FROM A DOG'S DIARY (Submitted by Claire)
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 - ooooooo. 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
752 - 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
761 - 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
765 - 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
768 - 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
771 - 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
774 - 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......
YOU
KNOW YOU'RE A DOG PERSON WHEN...
You
have a kiddy wading pool in the yard, but no small children.
The
trash basket is more or less permanently installed in the kitchen
sink, to keep the dog out of it while you're at work.
You
refer to yourselves as Mommy and Daddy.
Your
dog sleeps with you.
You
can't see out the passenger side of the windshield because there
are nose-prints all over the inside.
You
like people who like your dog. You despise people who don't.
You
sign and send birthday/anniversary/Christmas cards from your dog.
You'd
rather stay home on Saturday night and cuddle your dog than go to
the movies with your sweetie.
Your
dog sees the vet while you settle for an over-the-counter drug.
Your
dog is getting old and arthritic, so you go buy lumber and build
her a small staircase so she can climb onto the bed by herself.
You
have your dog's picture on your office desk (but no one else's).
You
lecture people on responsible dog ownership every chance you get.
You
skip breakfast so you can walk your dog in the morning before work.
You
are the only idiot walking in the pouring rain because your dog needs
her walk.
You
don't go to happy hours with co-workers any more because you need
to go home and see your dog.
Your
weekend activities are planned around taking your dog for a hike.
You
never completely finish a piece of steak or chicken (so your dog
gets a taste, too).
You
shovel a zigzag path in the back yard snow so your dog can reach
all her favorite spots.
You
avoid vacuuming the house as long as possible because your dog is
afraid of the vacuum cleaner.
You
keep eating even after finding a dog hair in your pasta.
You
make popcorn just to play catch with your dog.
You
carry pictures of your dog in your wallet instead of pictures of
your parents, siblings, significant other, or anyone else remotely
human.
Your
dog is the star of your World Wide Web site!
You
don't give a second thought to using the brush you just used on your
dog to give a quick run through on your own hair.
You
have dog hair stuck on tape on wrapped gifts.
You
have several albums filled with the 8 by 10 pictures of your dogs
but you can't locate any pictures of your kids to send to grandma.
You
have six squeaky hedgehogs ... but only 1 with a squeaky that works.--Author
unknown, but clearly a dog person!
YOU KNOW YOU'RE A CAT PERSON WHEN....
you
refer to going to the bathroom as "using the litter box."
you
do not consider an outfit complete without some cat hair.
you
consider cat hair in your food as extra fiber.
you
snap your fingers and pat the sofa beside you to invite your guests
to sit down.
you
sleep on one edge of the bed because the cat is sleeping in the middle.
you
accidentally put your child's dinner plate on the floor.
your
neighbors refer to you as "the crazy one with all the cats."
you
have a set of towels with "His" "Hers" and "Kitty's."
you
call home and leave a message on the answering machine for your cat.
your
spouse says, "Me or the cat!" and there's no hesitation
on your part with your answer.
you
chose a house to buy based on it having a good location for the litter
box.
you
are lost for conversation with non-cat people.
you
meow so well, you confuse the cats.
you
bore the neighbors with discussions on the exact nutritional differences
between 9-Lives and Amore...at length.
DOG
RULES (Submitted by Don)
Dogs are never
permitted in the house. The dog stays outside in a specially built
wooden compartment named, for very good reason, the dog house.
Okay, the dog
can enter the house but only for short visits or if his own house
is under renovation.
Okay, the dog
can stay in the house on a permanent basis provided the dog house
can be sold in a lawn sale to a rookie dog owner.
Inside the house,
the dog is not allowed to run free and is confined to a comfortable
but secure metal cage.
Okay, the cage
becomes part of a two-for-one deal in the lawn sale, and the dog
can go wherever the hell he pleases.
The dog is never
allowed on the furniture.
Okay, the dog
can get up on the old furniture but not the new furniture.
Okay, the dog
can get up on the new furniture until it looks like the old furniture
and the we’ll sell the whole damn works and buy new furniture
on which the dog will most definitely not be allowed.
The dog never
sleeps on the bed. Period.
Okay, the dog
can sleep at the foot of the bed only.
Okay, the dog
can sleep alongside you, but he’s not allowed under the covers.
Okay, the dog
can sleep under the covers but not with his head on the pillow.
Okay, the dog
can sleep alongside you, under the covers with his head on the pillow,
abut if he snores, hes got to leave the room.
Okay, the dog
can sleep and snore and have nightmares in your bed, but he’s
not to come in and sleep on the couch in the TV room, where you’re
now sleeping.
The dog never
gets listed on the census questionnaire as a “primary resident” even
if it’s true.
TOP
11 REASONS TO ADOPT A DOG INSTEAD OF A CAT
Dogs
come when you call them. Cats take a message and get back to you.
Dogs
look much better at the end of a leash.
Dogs
will let you give them a bath without taking out a contract on your
life.
Dogs
will bark to wake you up if the house is on fire. Cats will quietly
sneak out the back door.
Dogs
will bring you your slippers or the evening newspaper. Cats might
bring you a dead mouse.
Dogs
will play Frisbee with you all afternoon. Cats will take a 3-hour
nap.
Dogs
will sit on the car seat next to you. Cats have to have their own
private box or they will not go at all.
Dogs
will greet you and lick your face when you come home from work. Cats
will be mad that you went to work at all.
Dogs
will sit, lie down, and heel on command. Cats will smirk and walk
away.
Dogs
will tilt their heads and listen whenever you talk. Cats will yawn
and close their eyes.
Dogs
will give you unconditional love forever. Cats will make you pay
for every mistake you've ever made since the day you were born.
DOG
QUOTATIONS
If your dog is
fat, you aren't getting enough exercise."--Unknown
Ever consider
what they must think of us? I mean, here we come back from a grocery
story with the most amazing haul - chicken, pork, half a cow. They
must think we're the greatest hunters on earth!--Anne Tyler
You enter into
a certain amount of madness when you marry a person with pets.--Nora
Ephron
Don't accept
your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.--Ann
Landers
Of all the things
I miss from veterinary practice, puppy breath is one of the most
fond memories!--Dr. Tom Cat
Cat's motto:
No matter what you've done wrong, always try to make it look like
the dog did it.
Money will buy
you a pretty good dog, but it won't buy the way of his tail.
I've seen a look
in dogs' eyes, a quickly vanishing look of amazed contempt, and I
am convinced that basically dogs think humans are nuts.--John Steinbeck
DOGS
LIVE HERE
If
you don't want to be greeted with paws and swinging tails, don't
come inside--because dogs live here...
If
loose hair that doesn't match your clothing or furniture bothers
you, don't come inside--because dogs live here ...
If
you don't like the feel of a cold nose or a wet tongue, don't come
inside--because dogs live here...
If
you don't want to step over many scattered toys, don't come inside--because
dogs live here....
But
if you don't mind all of this... you will be instantly loved when
you come inside-- because dogs live here.--Author unknown
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Prayer for Animals
Hear
our humble prayer, O God, for
our friends the animals, especially for
animals who are suffering; for any that are
hunted or lost or destroyed or frightened
or hungry; for all that must be put to death.
We entreat for them all Thy mercy and pity
and for those who deal with them we ask
a heart of compassion and gentle hands and
kindly words. Make us, ourselves, to be true
friends to animals and so to share the
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