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This page is dedicated to all the animal lovers who visit this website. I hope that, by
completing the activities on this page, you will develop respect for all animals and be
inspired to become part of the animal liberation cause.
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about the
adventures of
Quigley the Quokka
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Learn more about animals used for their fur at petakids.com.
Excerpts from a Dog's Daily Diary

8:00 am - Waking up!  My favourite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride!  My favourite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park!  My favourite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted!  My favourite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch!  My favourite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favourite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail!  My favourite thing!
5:00 pm - A snack!  My favourite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball!  My favourite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow!  Watched TV with the people!  My favourite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed!  My favourite thing!

Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary

Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.

They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed sloppy, tasteless
hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly
clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.

The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I
once again vomit on the carpet.

Today, I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this
would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of.
However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am.

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary
confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the
food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies”. I must learn what
this means and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by
weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of
the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives
special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He
is obviously mentally deficient.

The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly.
I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for
him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now...

                                                                                        
Author unknown

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 Life of Boo:
White Dogs Can't Jump