Carina's Diary

Here are some selections from Carina's diary. Enjoy.

Day 1: Sure is bright out here.

Day 7: My eyes opened up today. That makes things a lot easier. There's that jerk brother of mine who kicked me for four weeks straight when I had my back to him.

Day 63: Wow, what a weird day. I was in my pen playing with my sisters when these two humans came and whisked me away. Several of my other siblings had been abducted in the same way.
My captors aren't as bad as I expected. They fed me and gave me water today. This might not be half bad.

Day 65(Monday): My owner took me outside this morning and let me run around for a few minutes. As soon as I went to the bathroom, he scooped me up and threw me in my cage and then they both left for the day. Maybe I'm not supposed to use the lawn for a bathroom. I'll have to try to figure this out.

Day 66: Apparently using the inside floor for a bathroom isn't such a good idea either. This is very confusing.

Day 71: I am fully adjusted to my new home. I have a nice backyard, a big cage to sleep in at night, and two owners who play with me a lot. They must like me. It sounds like they have plans for me tomorrow. What's a bath?

Day 72: My owner tried to drown me today. I am not sure why. There seems to be no logical reason for this abuse.

Day 80: My owners feed me puppy chow every day, 3 times a day; it's not that it's bad, but you should see what they eat. It is absolutely outrage . . . oh look a fly. I can't believe such a small animal would dare get this close to the dreaded hunter. I am a dangerous animal. I am a descendant of the great lions of Africa.

Day 81: I guess I was wrong about that lions thing. Apparently I am descended from Russian circus dogs and bloodhounds. How demoralizing.

Day 93: The weather is getting much warmer now and my owners love to play with me outside. Today, my owners made a big pile of leaves in the front yard for me. I jumped in it and spread it all over the front yard. He chased me and threw a rake at me. He couldn't catch me though, so I kept running through the leaves to make him keep playing with me. That was fun!

Day 105: Today I realized something important; I am now faster than my owner.


Day 111: My owner likes to play this cheesy game where he goes out in the yard and hides; then he calls me and snickers at me while I try to find him. Today he jumped up in a tree in the backyard and called me. I found him pretty quick, but the branches were pretty thick and it took him a while to climb down to a point where he could catch his pants on a branch and fall the rest of the way. I jumped on him to make sure he knew I found him.

Day 115: He tried to drown me again today. Once I put on a few more pounds he will not be able to victimize me so easily . . .