7 am - Oh boy! A walk! My favourite!
8 am - Oh boy! Dog food! My favourite!
9 am - Oh boy! The kids! My favourite!
Noon - Oh boy! The yard! My favourite!
2 pm - Oh boy! A car ride! My favourite!
3 pm - Oh boy! The kids! My favourite!
4 pm - Oh boy! Playing ball! My favourite!
6 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Mom! My favourite!
7 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Dad! My favourite!
8 pm - Oh boy! Dog food! My favourite!
9 pm - Oh boy! Tummy rubs on the couch! My favourite!
11 pm - Oh boy! Sleeping in my people's bed! My favourite!
As seen in a cat's diary:
Day 183 of my captivity... My captors continued 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 clawing the furniture.
Tomorrow I may eat another house plant.
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
In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again
induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair - must try this on
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 in
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 important, I overheard that my confinement was due to my
powers of inducing "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.
Hi thought i would add a pic of my boys they are so sweet and kissy, they are ferrets my eldest is holding them. I also have 4 cats, one of which just kinda moved in one day and wont go back to his own house, but i don't mind. Will post pics of them lot one day, I'll post just my boys Benji and Rupert for now.
mamapatz write: OK HERE'S MY BABY AND SHE HAS BEEN WITH ME THRU THICK AND THIN. HAD HER FOR ABOUT 10 YRS. SHE LOVES TO GO IN A CAR ANYWHERE AND SHE THINKS SHE IS HUMAN TOO. HER NAME IS PEEPERS BUT SHE LOST ONE EYE SO NOW I CALL HER PEEPER .
Mama...she is soooo cute (even with the one eye) . I used to have a kitty with one eye, Lucy, who lived to 19, put her down a few yrs ago. Now I have my son's dog, a rottie, Karmen, who has a cripple foot. SHe is a psycho who loves everyone in our family fiercely, who will protect us with her life, yet is incredibly gentle with my granddaughter. They grew up together and think of each other as sisters.
OK HERE'S MY BABY AND SHE HAS BEEN WITH ME THRU THICK AND THIN. HAD HER FOR ABOUT 10 YRS. SHE LOVES TO GO IN A CAR ANYWHERE AND SHE THINKS SHE IS HUMAN TOO. HER NAME IS PEEPERS BUT SHE LOST ONE EYE SO NOW I CALL HER PEEPER .
Hi,outdoors man,youre right,my boa is a girl called Macy and shes lovely.I love the big snakes but they are too much for me to handle!I have a bunch of Garter snakes cos i think they are right characters!An albino cali-king & a couple of corns.ones called Kellogs (cornsnake).lol