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haha i love that peeing the husbands shoes bit.
i had this emailed to me and i love it. its so true.

EXCERPTS FROM A DOG' S DAILY DIARY

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! Kids! My favorite!
1:00 pm - Oh Boy! The garden! My favorite!
4:00 pm - Oh Boy! Kids! My favorite!
5:00 pm - Oh Boy! Dog food! My favorite!
5:30 pm - Oh Boy! Mom! My favorite!
6:00 pm - Oh Boy! Playing ball! My favorite!
6:30 pm - Oh Boy! Sleeping in moms bed! My favorite!

EXCERPTS FROM A 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 is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction 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 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 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...

LOL .... where did you find my Moggies diary. this has really brightened and otherwise dull Sunday

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the scary thing is you can imagine this is what your cat thinks. i've seen mine look at me with the evil glint. haha

I sometimes think Harry hates me - he doesn't understand the concept of biting the hand that feeds! He was chewing my wrist the other day, and you could see the pleasure on his face as he knew it hurt!

I have 5 cats...and one fairly new puppy.Since the dog arrived the cats (except for the persian who are not known for thier brains!) tend to try to live upstairs.I now share my bed with one husband and 4 cats.They refuse to budge when I attempt to get in my bed and become very, very heavy objects.They are clearly making me suffer for bringing in a very ridiculous looking lab pup!