"See ya later Chloe," the tabby cat's owner called over her shoulder before leaving. Not even looking at the diet food inside of her bowl, Chloe slowly picked up the bowl with her two front paws while sitting. The expression on her face never once changed as she tossed it off to the side. Food flew everywhere while the bowl struck one of the dining room chairs. Her job complete, the obese feline padded out towards the kitchen and the refrigerator.

"So long Mel," the middle aged man said to his pug. Once the door was completely shut, the small dog slowly reached over to his left and grabbed a shoe. Going from a sitting position to laying down on his stomach, Mel began the task of chewing. It wasn't long until he was distracted by a squirrel tapping on the window glass to get his attention before making a funny face. The pug rushed over to the window in a barking frenzy.

His owners already gone, Buddy was up on the kitchen counter. He was in paradise, the mixer giving him the greatest back massage in the history of back massages. His tail wagging while he laid on his stomach, he howled in delight. He was just about to close his eyes when he saw a coffee mug not too far away from him. And it smelled like there was still some left. Pulling himself forward, Buddy took one sip. His eyes instantly widened and his fur stood on end. Looking back down at the mug before him, he quickly drank the rest of it. The caffeine rushing through his system, he started shaking.

Flying against the gusts sent by the spinning blades of the fan before him, Sweetpea's green eyes were only focused on the TV screen. He copied the movements of the jet planes so well that he could be one. He never once had trouble keeping up with them. The planes and the parakeet were just reaching the end of the jungle when a giant gorilla known as King Kong appeared out of nowhere and roared. Frightened, Sweetpea turned off the TV and flew towards his cage and hid.

Dragging two very large weights behind him, Snowball had his game face on. "Almost... there..." he told himself, sweat beading down his furry forehead. The muscles under his white fur were tense and veins could be seen popping out. The ropes that were tied to the weights being pulled along behind him were starting to burn the pads on his paws. At last, the rabbit couldn't take anymore and collapsed face first on the floor. Panting heavily, he smiled and remarked, "I did it. I made it to the other side of the room..." Looking up, he saw that he was still in the same spot where he had started.

"You be a good boy Leonard," the poodle's owner stated, patting his beloved dog on the head. The curly haired canine sat by the stereo system while his owner left for the day, closing the door behind him. Smiling to himself, he leaned over and pressed a button, turning off the classical music and going to his playlist. However, a Christmas song was being played instead.

https://youtu.be/jaaafy4SeEo

Left wondering why there was a Christmas song in the middle of August, Leonard pressed the correct button and turned on Riot by Three Days Grace.