As seen in a dog's diary:

8am - Oh Boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9am - Oh Boy! A car ride! My favorite
10am - Oh Boy! A walk! My favorite!
11am - Oh Boy! A car ride! My favorite!
Noon - Oh Boy! The kids! My favorite!
1pm - Oh Boy! The yard! My favorite!
3pm - Oh Boy! The kids! My favorite
4pm - Oh Boy! Dog food! My favorite!
5pm - Oh Boy! Mom! My favorite!
7pm - Oh Boy! Playing ball! My favorite!
9pm - Oh Boy! Sleeping in master's bed! My favorite!

As seen in a cat's 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 satisfaction 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 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...

I dont like most people, I live the cats more then I like most people.  But your OK I like you as much as I like the cats.

I like most any animal better than I like most people.

Quoted: I dont like most people, I live the cats more then I like most people.  But your OK I like you as much as I like the cats.

+1

I haven't lived a day of my life without dogs, and my cat is half my age. I like both.

The cat one is frickin' hilarious!  My cat acts the same way!

My cat found my cell phone for me the other day. I'm serious.

My cat is so smart...
he learned to play poker.

But he's not that good yet. He can't bluff.

Everytime he gets a good hand, he starts to purr.

That cat is cool!