I remember when they came. I was just laying down in front of the tv, relaxing in a dreamless sleep. My boy came in and woke me up with my favorite squeaky bear, Mr. Squeakers. We were just playing around out in the yard. He would throw the toy and I would just run and catch it and bring it back. Then, he would throw it again! It was just so fun!
As a German Shepherd, nobody was ever one to challenged me. We were strong and proud. But, when they came, everything changed. The cats marched in the streets. It was horrible. They had numbers beyond what we could ever handle. We fought long and hard, but it was all in vain. And now we are forced to wear muzzles and do all their dirty work. Nobody wants a dog now. No. Now everybody wants cats and we are forced to the streets. Even then, there are only certain time we can be out. And that's whenever humans aren't. Otherwise, they go missing.
The time of the dog is over. The time of the cat, has now began.