January 30, 2017- His words stung my ears and I stood there in a daze. Simba. Not who I thought he was at all. When did this all happen? Was he planning to overthrow me in a quest for total domination? There was no more time to think, he was right, we needed to save the large, stupid human and Bernard and for right now, the only way to do that was to remain on the same team.
We could sort out the World Domination thing once we were back at the prison. If we ever got there. The situation of ever returning to the prison became bleaker as the seconds ticked on.
“There they are!” Simba pointed not fifty yards away.
“Follow me!” He commanded and I had no choice but to do as he said. As we quickly made our way across the large rocks that littered the side of the enormous body of water fear filled my body. I was scared for a lot of reasons and had every right to be so. We picked our way through the treacherous terrain and finally made it to the large, stupid human and Bernard.
As we quickly made our way across the large rocks that littered the side of the enormous body of water, fear filled my body. I was scared for a lot of reasons and had every right to be so. We picked our way through the treacherous terrain and finally made it to the large, stupid human and Bernard.
The large, stupid human was laying face down on the rocks and Bernard was trying to roll him over with his snout. He pushed his snout under him but the human flopped back down.
“He’s not moving,” Bernard whispered. “I tried a dozen times to flip him over but…” his voice trailed off and I could tell that he was about to cry. So was I. As much as the large, stupid human and I had battled over the years this was the last thing that I wanted.
Simba, Bernard and I stood there stunned. I wanted to scream, DO SOMETHING! but I knew there was no one who could help us.
This week’s Cat of The Week was sent in by a dear reader Katelynn (with the help of her mom Monica) from Abbotsford, British Columbia. Katelynn is five years old! Here is the story of her cat Raphael in her own words. This is probably one of the most adorable things I’ve ever read! Too funny! Enjoy.
Raphael is my cat. He’s brown and white and black and is soft and furry. He’s allowed to go outside and sometimes brings birds into the house. He’s not allowed to do that because birds are supposed to only be outside not inside. I love him and he sleeps on my bed on my pillow. Sometimes I let him have the whole pillow. His favourite treats are Party Mix and I only am supposed to give him one or two but sometimes I give him five. He purrs and purrs and is my best friend. He’s older than me and used to be my mom and dad’s cat but now he’s mine because he likes me the most and I’m actually his mom now. Once he crawled into my backpack and I wanted to bring him to Ms. Jessica’s but my mom said no. I cried. The End. Ps. He is named Raphael because he is called a turtle cat (tortoise shell) and there was a turtle named that on t.v. when he was a boy. My dad named him.
I’ve always believed that cats are SMARTER than dogs! I’ve also suspected that cats have a devil-may-care attitude because they don’t have any intention of proving just how intelligent they really are! Check out this article from the BBC, let me know what you think about cats being as smart as dogs.
You guys have got to check out this video! It features a really cool, one-eyed rescue cat named Kuli who LOVES to SURF!
This week’s Cat of the Week features Snowy! Thank you Squibbler5 for sending me this wonderful story about your beloved feline friend.
The Kitty Cat Clan and all of our readers and followers would like you to know that we hope your wife feels better soon and that her health continues to improve. Wishing her the very best, now and always.
Here’s Snowy’s story:
We have had Snowy for 7 years. We rescued her from a large litter of cats, for which she was the runt. We have given her a lot of love. She now lives in a house of 5 cats. She had an unknown illness, unbeknownst to us, as the vet told us. She is now a healthy active cat. She is part siamese but you wouldn’t know it. We went looking for a cat to help my wife through her illness. My wife has congestive heart failure and cardiomyopathy, so Snowy helped her immensely through this period.
January 23, 2017- I felt a strong pull on my fur that was heavily weighted down by the water. I supposed it wasn’t always a good thing to have such a thick, luxurious coat but nonetheless it was just another one of my crosses to bear.
I sputtered and spat on a rock that I had been lifted onto and cleared the water from my throat.The rock was hidden from the dock and I looked behind me to make sure the tall, thin woman and her rocket launcher were not aimed at me. It wasn’t and for that I was thankful.
I had been saved from the clutches of death and because of this, I vowed to be nicer to the large human. As I turned around to slowly blink at him in thanks, I realized it wasn’t him who saved my life at all…it was someone who I least expected; it was Simba.
“You’re ok, you’re on land now,” Simba said as I stared at him in disbelief.
“But how…wha…?” I stuttered, my brain wouldn’t let me form a proper sentence.
“Now is not the time for questions, we must find the large human and Bernard immediately, they’re in grave danger if we don’t get to them first,” Simba spat.
A mix of feelings filled me. I didn’t know what to think and there was an uneasiness about the whole situation. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust Simba, I just never thought that he was this strong. The questions I had, ate at me and I wondered what else I didn’t know about him. I stared at his utility belt and jacket which was full of mercenary implements.
I was in a haze until he grabbed my shoulders, shook me and said, “Snap out of it. We must find the large human NOW because his life depends on it.”