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DIARY OF A CAT: A Purrfectly Ordinary Week

Follow the dramatic inner life of Whiskers, a tabby cat who documents his daily struggles, triumphs, and philosophical musings in his secret diary. From the tragedy of an empty food bowl to the thrill of a cardboard box, every moment is an epic adventure through the eyes of our feline narrator.

Characters

• WHISKERS: A 4-year-old orange tabby cat with delusions of grandeur. Believes he is the true ruler of the household and merely tolerates his human servants. Secretly loves cuddles but would never admit it. (Fluffy orange tabby with white chest and paws. Large, expressive green eyes that convey maximum drama. Slightly chubby belly. Distinctive ‘M’ marking on forehead. Often shown with exaggerated expressions—half-lidded judgment, wide-eyed horror, or smug satisfaction.)
• SARAH: Whiskers’ primary servant. A kind woman in her 30s who works from home. Whiskers judges her constantly but also secretly adores her. (Warm brown skin, curly black hair often in a messy bun, glasses, usually wearing cozy sweaters. Perpetually confused by cat behavior.)
• KEVIN: A golden retriever who also lives in the house. Whiskers considers him a lovable idiot and beneath his dignity, but occasionally tolerates him. (Dopey, happy golden retriever with tongue always slightly out. Perpetual smile. Tail always wagging.)

  Script

  Page 1

  Row 1

• Panel 1:
  • Caption: Dear Diary, Monday, 5:47 AM. Another day of supervising this household begins. The humans remain blissfully unaware of my genius. Row 2
• Panel 1:
  • Whiskers: “Rise, servant.”
  • Caption: 5:52 AM - Initiated gentle wake-up protocol.
• Panel 2:
  • Sarah: “Whiskers… it’s not even six…”
  • Whiskers: “Your point being?” Row 3
• Panel 1:
  • Caption: I escorted her to the food preparation area with great urgency.
• Panel 2:
  • Whiskers: “No… NO…”
• Panel 3:
  • Caption: I can see the bottom of the bowl. I’M STARVING. Row 4
• Panel 1:
  • Whiskers: “Mrrooowww…”
  • Caption: I collapsed from hunger. This may be the end.
• Panel 2:
  • Sarah: “There. I shook it. Same food.”
  • Whiskers: “SHE HAS SAVED MY LIFE.”
  • Caption: Crisis averted. She is forgiven. For now.

    Page 2

    Row 1

• Panel 1:
  • Whiskers: “Target acquired.”
  • Caption: Dear Diary, Tuesday, 2:34 PM. The beast appeared without warning. I had no choice but to engage. Row 2
• Panel 1:
  • Caption: I approached with the stealth of my ancestors.
• Panel 2: wiggle wiggle wiggle
• Panel 3: ATTACK!
  • Whiskers: “MRRROW!” Row 3
• Panel 1:
  • Whiskers: “It… it vanished? Witchcraft.”
• Panel 2:
  • Caption: Victory. The beast has fled in terror. Another successful hunt. I am apex predator. Row 4
• Panel 1:
  • Kevin: “WHATCHA DOIN’ FRIEND?? CAN I PLAY??”
  • Whiskers: “Ugh. The simpleton.”
• Panel 2:
  • Whiskers: “He wouldn’t understand. Hunting is an art.”
  • Caption: Some creatures are simply not built for greatness.

    Page 3

    Row 1

• Panel 1: DING DONG
  • Caption: Dear Diary, Wednesday, 11:15 AM. Something extraordinary happened today.
• Panel 2:
  • Whiskers: “Could it be…?” Row 2
• Panel 1:
  • Sarah: “Oh good, my new blender arrived!”
• Panel 2:
  • Whiskers: “Yes, yes, remove the garbage. Reveal my prize.”
• Panel 3:
  • Caption: There it was. Perfect. Beautiful. MINE. Row 3
• Panel 1: FWUMP
  • Whiskers: “I FITS.”
• Panel 2:
  • Caption: I have never known such comfort. This is my home now. Row 4
• Panel 1:
  • Sarah: “I literally bought you a $50 cat bed last week.”
• Panel 2:
  • Whiskers: “Your ‘bed’ does not have the sacred cardboard essence.”
  • Caption: She does not understand. She never will.

    Page 4

    Row 1

• Panel 1:
  • Whiskers: “It doesn’t belong there.”
  • Caption: Dear Diary, Thursday, 4:22 PM. The glass sat there. Taunting me. On MY counter. Row 2
• Panel 1:
  • Caption: I employed maximum stealth.
• Panel 2:
  • Whiskers: “Now… the moment of truth.”
• Panel 3:
  • Whiskers: “It shouldn’t.”
  • Caption: I asked myself: Why must this glass exist here? Row 3
• Panel 1: nudge
  • Caption: And so, I made my choice.
• Panel 2: CRASH!
  • Sarah: “WHISKERS NO—” Row 4
• Panel 1:
  • Sarah: “Why? WHY do you do this?”
• Panel 2:
  • Whiskers: “Chaos is my art form.”
  • Caption: She’ll never understand the satisfaction. And I’ll never explain.

    Page 5

    Row 1

• Panel 1:
  • Whiskers: “Come closer, human. You cannot resist.”
  • Caption: Dear Diary, Friday, 3:00 PM. I deployed the belly. The trap was set. Row 2
• Panel 1:
  • Sarah: “Oh my goodness, BELLY!”
• Panel 2:
  • Whiskers: “Yesss… closer…”
  • Caption: She approached. As they always do.
• Panel 3: touch
  • Whiskers: “GOTCHA.” Row 3
• Panel 1: KICK KICK KICK BITE KICK
  • Sarah: “OW OW OW—I FELL FOR IT AGAIN!”
• Panel 2:
  • Sarah: “Every. Single. Time.”
  • Whiskers: “The belly giveth, and the belly taketh away.” Row 4
• Panel 1:
  • Whiskers: “Coast is clear.”
  • Caption: Later that evening…
• Panel 2: PURRRRRR
  • Caption: Dear Diary… sometimes the humans aren’t so bad. But if you tell anyone I said that, I will deny everything.

    Page 6

    Row 1

• Panel 1:
  • Whiskers: “All is as it should be.”
  • Caption: Dear Diary, Saturday, 8:00 AM. As I survey my kingdom, I reflect on another successful week of ruling this household. Row 2
• Panel 1:
  • Caption: I kept the human on schedule.
• Panel 2:
  • Caption: I claimed new territory.
• Panel 3:
  • Caption: I maintained order. Row 3
• Panel 1:
  • Sarah: “Good morning, my sweet babies!”
  • Kevin: “MORNING! I LOVE MORNING! I LOVE YOU!”
  • Whiskers: “…Acceptable.”
• Panel 2:
  • Caption: I suppose I shall grace them with my presence. Not because I WANT to. Because they clearly need me. Row 4
• Panel 1: purrrrrr
  • Caption: And so, another week ends in my magnificent life.
• Panel 2:
  • Caption: Dear Diary, life is good. The servants are adequate. The dog is tolerable. The boxes are plentiful. I am Whiskers. And this is MY house. …Don’t tell the human I said that thing about loving her. I have a reputation to maintain. THE END… until next week’s adventures!

    WHISKERS

A 4-year-old orange tabby cat with delusions of grandeur. Believes he is the true ruler of the household and merely tolerates his human servants. Secretly loves cuddles but would never admit it.

SARAH

Whiskers’ primary servant. A kind woman in her 30s who works from home. Whiskers judges her constantly but also secretly adores her.

KEVIN

A golden retriever who also lives in the house. Whiskers considers him a lovable idiot and beneath his dignity, but occasionally tolerates him.