Diaries of Dogs and Cats

[Mike!]

I'm sure by now every has seen this. But, I thought I would share it.

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As seen in a dog's diary:

7 am - Oh boy! A walk! My favorite!
8 am - Oh boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9 am - Oh boy! The kids! My favorite!
Noon - Oh boy! The yard! My favorite!
2 pm - Oh boy! A car ride! My favorite!
3 pm - Oh boy! The kids! My favorite!
4 pm - Oh boy! Playing ball! My favorite!
6 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Mom! My favorite!
7 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Dad! My favorite!
8 pm - Oh boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9 pm - Oh boy! Tummy rubs on the couch! My favorite!
11 pm - Oh boy! Sleeping in my people's bed! My favorite!

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As seen in a cat's diary:

Day 383 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 and urinating on the bath mat.

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 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, or swallow enough thread from my captors mending basket to produce a trailing piece of fecal matter.

Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in an attempt to make them aware of the horror that 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...

Later, 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 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. My proof is that 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, as he 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...

[bman3k]

That was good, the dog's was cute sounding, but then the cat's made the dog sound stupid , poor dog. 8/10

[Major Isoor]

Yeah, but I especially liked the "Oh boy! The yard! My favorite!" bit! Like it hasn't seen it enough.

8.016729/10

[Mrmakee]

Dog one was ok. The cat one wasnt that great. 4/10.

[Mharll]

Might have been funnier if the cat one came first - it only takes a second of reading the cat diary to get the joke, leaving paragraphs of text AFTER the pun has been made. Making readers tackle the cat before the dog may work better.

5/10

[Sini]

Uh... that's what our cute little teenager kitty has in his mind, too? Obviously plans to kill ME first. I thought it was love...

I somehow hear Donald Duck saying all those ohboys... Liked dog diary, but not as much as cat's one. 6/10

[Freakout]

It was okay.

[Vermillion]

It was good.

[Arch Ang3l]

I enjoyed it a lot 9/10.

[Major Isoor]

Yeah, actually, afte reading them again I say 9.2319402/10, but the consequence of that is that the words "oh boy" have lot meaning to me.

Originally Posted by Major Isoor

...the words "oh boy" have lot meaning...

Oh, I mean "lost", not lot. Obviously it's not just "oh boy" that has been affected in my brain.