"Excerpts from Willie Walker's diary"
07:00 am - Oh boy! A walk! My Favorite!
08:00 am - Oh boy! Dog Food! My Favorite!
09:30 am - Oh boy! A car ride! My Favorite!
09:40 am - Oh boy! Sleeping in the car! My Favorite!
10:30 am - Oh boy! A car ride! My Favorite!
11:30 am - Oh boy! Coming home! My Favorite!
12:00 noon - Oh boy! Kids! My Favorite!
01:00 pm - Oh boy! The garden! My Favorite!
04:00 pm - Oh boy! More Kids! My Favorite!
05:00 pm - Oh boy! Dog Food! My Favorite!
06:00 pm - Oh boy! Connie! My Favorite!
07:00 pm - Oh boy! Playing ball! My Favorite!
09:30 pm - Oh boy! Sleeping in moms bed! My Favorite!
"Excerpts from Tom the Cat's diary"
More than 3650 days since the beginning of my imprisonment.
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 satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.
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.
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...