You can become part of the largest pet adoption drive in history by bringing a new cat or dog home this holiday season? You can find a wonderful new pet through the Iams Home 4 the Holidays pet adoption drive! Partner shelters will work together to match the needs of the pets with the desires of their new families.

Iams is celebrating its 10th anniversary and their Home for the Holidays program has set a new goal to find loving homes for 1 million orphaned Cats and Dogs this holiday season.

Between October 1st, 2008 and January 5th, 2009 you can open your heart and give a cat or dog a happy home this Christmas.

Iams Home 4 the Holidays is among the world’s most successful pet adoption programs with almost 3,000 worldwide partner animal organizations.

Since 1999, Home 4 the Holidays has found happy homes for 2 millions pets. Last year they found homes for nearly 500,000 cats and dogs and this year they plan to double that number.

With 8 million homeless pets and as many as 4 million orphaned pets euthanized this year it’s time to do you part and help save a life. Imagine the look on your new pets face when you bring them home for the first time. Imagine how wonderful you’ll feel opening your home to an orphaned animal.

Each adopted cat, dog, puppy or kitten goes home with an adoption starter kit containing food samples, coupons and important information about pet care, behavior, training and nutrition.

Call 1-800-421-6456 to sign up right away or go to the Home 4 the Holidays web site for more details and to learn how you can adopt a new pet this Holiday Season.

Here’s a look into the mind of a cat and dog by way of a page from each of their dairys. The differences are not to surprising but very funny. Especially the cat of course.

If this is an example of what one of our cats would say in a Dairy entery, it would be Jasmine. She takes every chance she gets to run out the front or back door.

Here’s a copy of the two dairy entries that were originally posted. Read the Dog’s first, it makes the Cat’s entry funnier. You can see the original page here.

The Dog’s Diary

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!

9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!

9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!

10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!

12:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!

1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!

3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!

5:00 PM - Dinner! My favorite thing!

7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!

8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!

11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

The Cat’s 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 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 my capabilities.

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 has obviously gone mad.

The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate 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.

Leave us a commet if this reminds you of any furry, cute, felines friends you may a close personal bond with. If not, then I hope it was a funny read for you!