Dog vs. Cat

[Larz]

PET DIARIES... 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!
10:00am
Oh Boy! Getting petted! My favorite!
11:30 am
Oh Boy! Dog Food! My Favorite!
Noon
Oh Boy! The Kids! My Favorite!
1:00 pm
Oh Boy! The Yard! My Favorite!
4:00 pm
Oh Boy! To the Park! My Favorite!
5:00 pm
Oh Boy! Dog Food! My Favorite!
5:30 pm
Oh Boy! Pretty Mums! My Favorite!
6:00 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 Master's Bed! My Favorite!

From a Cat's Daily Diary:

Day 483 of my captivity. My captors continue to
taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They
dine lavishly on fresh food while I am forced to eat
dry 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.
Hmmmm, 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 of food.
More importantly, I overheard that my confinement was
due to my power of "allergies". I 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. He speaks with them regularly, and 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

[autobotracing]

yup that sums up my dog and my 4 cats

[*Bad Gurl*]

LOL that is funny as hell