the story of my life
 

You certainly live a whirlwind existence!

Get a life! :rolleyes:

I too sometimes feel like a small red cross in a box. You are not alone.

Lol, This is the person that claims she's related to Stevie, right? Hilarious.

What are we supposed to be looking at?

story what story
 

hi guys...i don't see anything in the first post...just "the story of my life"...tried clicking on it and na da:sorry:...take care...pat

Man, your life is much more exciting than mine!

sniff sniff. :distress:

Excerpts from a Dog's Diary

6:00 am - At last! I Go Pee!
My favorite thing!

8:00 am - Dog food!
My favorite thing!

9:30 am - A car ride!
My favorite thing!

9:40 am - A walk in the park!
My favorite thing!

10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted!
My favorite thing!

12:00 pm - Lunch!
My favorite thing!

1:00 pm - Played in the yard!
My favorite thing!

3:00 pm - Wagged my tail!
My favorite thing!

5:00 pm - Milk bones!
My favorite thing!

6:00 pm - They're home!
My favorite thing!

7:00 pm - Got to play ball!
My favorite thing!

8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people!
My favorite thing!

11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed!
My favorite thing!



Excerpts from a 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 I make 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 disgust 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 demonstrates what I am capable of.

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, I could 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 tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.

The dog receives special privileges.

He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return.

He is obviously retarded.

The bird has got to 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 . . .

Ditto... I just see a small red "x" in a box..?:shrug:

BTFLCHLD you made my day! I started reading the dog diary and thought how cute. Then I started reading the cat diary and started laughing and I couldn't stop, it is hilarious! I was in a funky mood, and after that laughing bout I am feeling much better. KUDOS to you for the uplifting reading material.:angel:

I don't even see the small red "x" in the box ! :shocked:

Welcome to The Ledge, jcfree.

ditto jcfree
 

welcome to the ledge as well jcfree...hope u enjoy it here...take care...pat