Showing posts with label Cat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cat. Show all posts

Monday, July 07, 2008

Dog's Diary vs. Cat's Diary



The Dog's Diary:


8:00am-Dog Food!!!! My Favorite Thing...

9:30am-A Car Ride!!!! My Favorite Thing...

9:40am-A walk in the park!!! My Favorite Thing...

10:30am-Got Rubbed and petted!!!!!!!! My Favorite Thing...

12:00pm-Milk Bones!!!!!!!!!!!! My Favorite Thing...

1:00pm-Played in the Yard!!!!!!!!!! My Favorite Thing...

3:00pm-Wagged my tail!!!!!!!!!My Favorite Thing...

5:00pm-Dinner!!!!!!!!!!! My Favorite Thing...

7:00pm-Got to play ball!!!!! My Favorite Thing...

8:00pm Wow! Watched TV with the people!!!!!!!!!! My Favorite Thing...

11:00pm-Sleeping on the bed!!!!!!!!!!! My Favorite Thing...


The Cat's Diary:


...Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although Imake my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape...

In an attempt to digust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today, I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrated my capabilities. However they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am.

Bastards.... There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, Icould hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again, but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privleges. He is a regularly released, and seems to be more than willingto return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now...

Friday, February 22, 2008

Happy Kitty Tails Too!!



Even though we have flunked our foster job with Mickey, meaning we're keeping him :-), we have still managed to keep a good tempo going with the whole animal rescu stuff.


A lady I work with had a sweet little calico cat named Patches that she had to get rid of because of her daughter's allergies. I felt really bad for the family, because her daughters are both very attached to Patches, and they didn't realize until recently that the oldest was allergic to her. When they dropped her off at our house, the youngest little girl sat down with her and read her a story and left the book there for us to read to her at night. She said it helps her sleep. It was so sweet.


Patches was the best Kitty ever. She was already fixed and declawed in all four paws, so she was really easy to find a home for. She would let the girls wrap her in a blanket and carry her like a baby. I have never known a cat that would do that....not for long anyway.


I felt really bad for her at our house. I think she was pretty overwhelmed by all the dogs. She had never been around dogs before. So, the first two nights, she hid under our bed. I don't think she ever came out to eat or go potty or anything. The third night, Ryan and I put all the dogs in their kennels and moved the bed out to get her. She drank a little water, jumped into her litter box, and as soon as she was done there, she hid under our dresser. We couldn't get her to come out after that. So, I struggled to get a couple pictures of her hiding behind the dresser so you could all see how cute she was.


So, after only a few days, Patches was given to an older lady with a five year old grand-daughter who visits often. It sounds like the perfect arrangement for Patches. I hope everything works out well for her.

She looks kinda mad here, but she was really cute as a button.....promise!!!!