Seabass’Diary…Day 52…Grandpa…

May 31, 2016-Victory was mine! I chugged an entire carton of milk! Friends were patting me on the back and congratulating me…I was on top of the world. The human at the stairs was accompanied by another human in uniform and one more human…the last human was someone I recognized…it was our GRANDPA! This was quite fortuitous because I had not invited him but somehow he found out about my little shindig for Simba; could this night get any more glorious?

Simba and I particularly loved it when our grandpa came to visit, he was much nicer than the warden and would feed us things we normally were prohibited directly from the table. He was a good man and I was glad he was here to help us celebrate. I’m not sure why he brought along two friends but I didn’t care! Simba ran up to him and arched his back as if to say “uppie” and sure enough our grandpa picked him up while Simba wrapped his arms around his neck in a tight hug.

“Send out animal control…and tell them to be prepared for a skunk as well as a bunch of other wildlife…better send four trucks,” the uniformed human who was in charge said. Grandpa turned to him and said, “I’ve already called my son, he’s on his way back across the border, he should be here in an hour at the most.” “So what exactly happened?” the uniform asked. “The neighbour called my son to tell him that there was a party going on at the house and then my son called me to check things out…he said the neighbour was a little crazy and most definitely wrong because the house was empty and would be for a week while they were on vacation…I came by and heard a commotion and that’s when I called you guys.” The other human in the uniform wrote down what our grandpa was saying and said, “We’ll have these animals out of here ASAP…but for now, let’s wait outside…I can’t take the smell of skunk any longer.”


Seabass’ Diary…Day 51…Uh Oh…

May 30, 2016-Simba just stood there with his mouth still hanging open but no words came out of it. All of the sudden there was a horrendous smell! “Stinnnnkyyyy!” Bandit shouted and plugged his nose. Stinky looked at the floor and said, “Sorry! I couldn’t help it! When we all shouted Surprise it scared me a little.”  I didn’t plug my nose but my eyes watered quite badly at the stench…I didn’t want to offend Stinky so I tried to act casually, “Let’s get this party started!” I said and with that the music blared from the speakers and everyone grabbed some food from the buffet I had set out.

In a matter of minutes the humans would ascend up the steps and see what I had done for Simba. I couldn’t wait for them to praise me and appreciate my efforts plus I’m sure they wouldn’t  mind the smell! Everyone was having a fabulous time; Alvin was dancing on the table, some birds were swooping around the room and were practicing their diving skills, Bandit was searching through the trash for any discarded delicacies and I was slurping  back a carton of milk much to the encouragement of my friends who shouted, “Chug, Chug, Chug!” It was a glorious sight! Even Simba seemed to be enjoying himself so much that he was quite literally shaking with happiness!

Amid all of the excitement I didn’t see two humans in uniforms standing at the top of the staircase. “Dispatch this is officer 12479 responding to a noise violation at 23 New Street…you’re not going to believe this.”



World’s Richest Cat…


Tommaso used to be a poor stray who lived on the streets of Rome. One day the black feline’s  world was forever changed when a wealthy lady found him and gave him a home.

Maria Assunta was the name of the woman who gave him his new life. She loved him dearly and made sure that he had whatever his little cat heart desired. Not only did she give him a roof over his head and all the best foods, she left him 13 million dollars in her will as well as three homes!

Maria’s late husband left her a fortune, and since the couple had no children, Maria named Tommaso as the only heir to her estate. Maria was 94 years old when she died and Tomasso is officially the world’s wealthiest cat!