для англопонимающих ...шЮтк о кошаках и собаченциях:

> EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DAILY DIARY:
> 8:00 a.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
> 9:30 a.m. Oh, boy! A car ride! My favorite!
> 9:40 a.m. Oh, boy! A walk! My favorite!
> 10:30 a.m. Oh, boy! Getting rubbed and petted! My favorite!
> 11:30 a.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
> Noon- Oh, boy! The kids! My favorite!
> 1:00 p.m. Oh, boy! The yard! My favorite!
> 4:00 p.m. Oh, boy! To the park! My favorite!
> 5:00 p.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
> 5:30 p.m. Oh, boy! Pretty Mums! My favorite!
> 6:00 p.m. Oh, boy! Playing ball! My favorite!
> 6:30 a.m. Oh, boy! Watching TV with my master! My favorite!
> 8:30 p.m. Oh, boy! Sleeping in master's 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 scolding I get from ruining the
> occasional piece of 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
> 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. Hmmm, 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 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.....

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