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Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Do I look like an Alligator to you?

Mr. Kane here...

Do I look like an alligator to you?


Come a little closer, Dearie>>>CLOSER>>>
I am lying very still. You cannot even see my whiskers moving. WAIT~alligators do not have whiskers do they?





Come in for a closer look, won't you? I will not bite, I will not move, and I will not blink.


Alligators do not have furry coats~do they?


If I cannot fool you with my Mr. Alligator pose then I shall just play dead.



Woof,


Kane

Monday, August 25, 2008

Prisoner has Escaped!!!



Mr. Kane here...




I have escaped from that prison cell "formerly known as the klinker"! My ghostly image can be seen walking away from the cell. Wonder what adventures there are in store for me today?




Well blow me down....lookie what I have found hanging in the college girl's room. What does she think this is a dormitory.
It has caused quite a stir in this room. It was billowing away in the wind...just taunting me with the smirk on its face. I outta...bark bark bark bark bark bark grrrrrr woof woof brrrrrrrrrrrarrrk. Good thing she held me back I might have ripped it to shreds.
That should show him who's the boss around here! As you can see I am staring it down and it seems to be crumbling. I have discoverd its weakness.
Tune in next time...
Woof,
Kane

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Kane in the Klinker


Mr. Kane here...


Every night I am slammed in the klinker. I do not know why they insist on locking me up. I did not chew on their socks or jump on the furniture, what gives?
It might be because I crawl under their bed at night and then they chase me out. The bedroom door closes behind them and I figure I should lay faithfully right in front of the door. Sometime in the middle of the night some clumsy oaf steps on me and almost breaks their neck not mentioning the stomping on my poor little rib cage.

I am just saying that might be a reason, but I am sure they have their own story.






I am so used to this cell that I can be found lounging in my kennel before it's even lock down time. I am a model prisoner. Sometimes I get out for good behavior.!

Tune in soon to find out when I am released!

Wooooof,

Kane