DAY IN THE LIFE OF MY DOG
Sitting on her lap, taking my afternoon nap
When I wake, I’ll stand up and shake
Fur flies ahead, in the winter I tend to shed
I need to be brushed, I can see that she’s rushed
I give a little bark, cause I know we’re going to the park
She slips on her walking shoes, and decides which leash to choose
I slip my paws in the harness, my favorite pink one that says “princess”
We get into the car, but I know the parks’ not very far
She throws my ball, I chase it through the air, giving it my all
In the car home I fall asleep, curled into a heap
What a day at the park, as we arrive I notice its already dark
Time for another nap, as I lay on my mom’s lap


So, I was wondering if I could get some feedback, and perhaps some editing. It's got internal rhyming... so it has to stay that way, but otherwise feel free to edit away!

Don't know if you ever read the dog/cat diary

Excerpts from a Dog's diary:

8:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!

9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!

9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE!

10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!

11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!

12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!

1:00 PM - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE!

1:30 PM - ooooooo. Bath. Bummer.

4:00 PM - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!

5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!

5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE!


Excerpts from a Cat's diary

DAY 752 - 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.

DAY 761 - 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.

DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in 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.

DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture.
This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a
Liquid? My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.

DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the
Event. However, I could hear the noise of the tubal glasses with the foul smell they call beer.
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.

DAY 774 - 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...