Dear Diary,
Who knew Anita and Roger were such FOOLS?! Such imbeciles?! Keeping all of those puppies! And for WHAT?! I'm sure their home reeks of filth from those mangy mutts! A waste of good fur if you ask me!
Speaking of fur, I wonder why people can't seem to understand my sense of fashion! Don't they understand that fur is my life?! I live for fur! I worship fur! It's the greatest thing God has ever created! Yet, I get banned from animal shelters left and right just for having a sense of style! Oh, how simple-minded the world has gotten! Don't they know art when they see it?!
Nevertheless, I will continue to spend my days laying in my bed, watching marathons of Bewitched. I wonder where Jasper and Horace are. Oh, who cares?! Probably somewhere on a couch, boozing and wasting their lives away on tedious games shows. What slobs they are!
That is all for today, my dearest diary!
The one, the only, and the fabulous,
Cruella De Vil
P.S: I should try using cats for my fur coats. I hear they have nine lives anyway.
