Entry From A Dog’s Diary, January 27th

Dear diary, As you know, I have very few possessions. There is the basket of toys that, through great pain and suffering, I have finally ripped all of the squeakers out of. There is my dog dish which, thanks to the humans, is always full of those awful dry pellets. I have never figured out […]


A Dog’s Diary Entry

Dear diary, Today was another disappointing day. As the sun breached the darkness of my master’s bedroom, I became fully aware of the atrocities that are humans sleeping. To put it in a very human way, “Uh, dude, that’s gross.” Their mouths gaped open, leaving strings of saliva dripping out of the ever-widening facial orifices. […]