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General Forums => Public Tavern => Topic started by: Haly on 18. December 2006, 06:31:39 (06:31 AM)
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A Day in the Life of "The Dog" and "The Cat"
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From the Dog's Daily Diary:
8:00 a.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9:30 a.m. Oh, boy! A car ride! My favorite!
9:40 a.m. Oh, boy! A walk! My favorite!
10:30 a.m. Oh, boy! Getting rubbed and petted! My favorite!
11:30 a.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
Noon Oh, boy! The kids! My favorite!
1:00 p.m. Oh, boy! The yard! My favorite!
4:00 p.m. Oh, boy! To the park! My favorite!
5:00 p.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
5:30 p.m. Oh, boy! Pretty Mums! My favorite!
6:00 p.m. Oh, boy! Playing ball! My favorite!
6:30 a.m. Oh, boy! Watching TV with my master! My favorite!
8:30 p.m. Oh, boy! Sleeping in master's bed! My favorite!
From the Cat's Daily Diary:
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 cereal. The only thing that keeps me going insane 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. Hmmm, not working according to plan.
There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary confinement throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the food. 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.
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...
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lol
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:2funny: :2funny: :2funny: :2funny: :2funny: :2funny: :2funny: :2funny: :2funny:
/em wipes tears from his eyes.
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O0 :2funny: :sign10: :2funny: Great post!!!
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hoo ha ha. Loved it (http://bestsmileys.com/lol/4.gif)
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Having been a dog and cat owner I can couch for this. Every once in whiel I would look up and my cat would be staring ta me. Now I know what it was thinking (Although I always suspected it was soemthign like this)
Lea
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Having been a dog and cat owner I can couch for this. Every once in whiel I would look up and my cat would be staring ta me. Now I know what it was thinking (Although I always suspected it was soemthign like this)
Lea
Bingle,
Your typos really bring new meaning to what it is you really want to say.
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lol :2funny:
Was that Dogs day really Chilvods? ;)
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Becareful! You don't want to insult dogs. :angel:
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Grrrr bark bark Grrrr
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:2funny: