• Jan 21, 2020

from life — as differently it are seen One day by cats and dogs, revelations in one record from the diary.

the Diary of a dog:

08:00 — the Dog breakfast! My most favourite thing, I adore!

09:30 — the Trip by car! My most favourite thing, I adore!

09:40 — Walk in the park! My most favourite thing, I adore!

10:30 — I was stroked and scratched! My most favourite thing, I adore!

12:00 — Dairy stones! My most favourite thing, I adore!

13:00 — Games in the yard! My most favourite thing, I adore!

15:00 — I Chase the tail! My most favourite thing, I adore!

17:00 — the Dinner! My most favourite thing, I adore!

19:00 — I Play with a ball! My most favourite thing, I adore!

20:00 — Wow! To watch TV with people! My most favourite thing, I adore!

— to Sleep 23:00 in a bed! My most favourite thing, I adore!

Diary of a cat:

My claws continue to irritate me, clinging on themselves small threads and inhalings.

They have richly dinner again meat while other prisoners and I ate crackers or something like dry nuggets again. In spite of the fact that I absolutely accurately state the contempt for the diet, I have to eat though something to support in myself forces. The only thing which feeds my forces is a thought of escape.

I tear furniture and a carpet again and again, in attempt to discredit them. Today I beheaded a mouse and brought her breathless corpse to their legs. I hoped that this demonstration of my force will lodge fear in their hearts. However, they just released the indulgent comment, about what I am a nice little hunter … Swine.

Tonight they brought together the accomplices. For this time I was placed alone. Anyway, I heard their talk and felt a food smell. I overheard that my conclusion was in connection with such force unknown to me as "Allergy". I have to study it, learn how it is possible to use it for escape.

Today I was very close to elimination of one of them: I was twisted around a leg and nearly tumbled down it at the moment when it went. It will be necessary to try it tomorrow, only on the top step of a ladder.

I am convinced that other prisoners are servants and informers. The dog has a number of privileges. She is regularly brought to the street and it seems to me that she is pleased more by return home, than will. It precisely backward. Bird precisely informant. I observe how she regularly communicates with security guards. It is sure — she reports on each my step. My thieves organized a special protective barrier which hangs highly under a ceiling for a bird. So it in safety … so far …

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