International Cat Day was August 8!

August 9, 2017- Hi Furriends, yesterday was International Cat Day! I’d love to hear how you celebrated the day with your feline buddies, let me know what you did in the comments below:) Here are a few photos to celebrate the very special day. Shouldn’t every day be International Cat Day? I think so!

Seabass’ Diary…Day 154…Not so Fast!

August 7, 2017-Amelia squealed with delight. She brought me over to a full-length mirror and said, “You’re such a pretty kitty!”  I stared back at my reflection; I looked absolutely ridiculous and hated myself for letting her humiliate me this way.

She placed me into some sort of carriage that is used for human babies and shoved a pacifier in my mouth. I’m not going to lie; I didn’t hate it. She left me, and I watched as she waltzed across the room to capture Simba. Finally, it was his turn.

I watched as Amelia struggled to lift him because of his girth and chuckled inwardly at the stupid look plastered on his face; it was half terror, half repentance for laughing at me earlier.

While Amelia was distracted I looked around the room for the best possible exit; it would not be an easy escape, especially if we had to run right past her. Simba and I leaving separately was not an option; there was no way any one of us was getting left behind, it was just too dangerous. Who knew what Amelia was capable of? We’ve already seen what a monster she is, and that was a chance that I wasn’t willing to take.

Suddenly, as Amelia was lifting a sky blue princess dress over Simba’s arms and head, there was shouting from downstairs!

“Amelia! Time to go to Grandma’s!” the voice shouted from the bottom of the stairs. Our saviour! We would finally be free! My heart leaped out of my chest, and I could see the relief flood Simba’s face; soon this nightmare would be over!

“Coming mom!” Amelia shouted. She finished her work on Simba and looked at us menacingly and said, “You stay here kitties, I’ll be back soon.”

She plunked Simba down in the carriage with me and shut the bedroom door.

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Are You Smarter than a Cat?

July 4, 2017- This is a really cool test from our friends at The Guardian! It’s a riddle/puzzle that you have to see to believe. Check it out by clicking on the link below! This Moggy will mess with your mind:) Best of luck!

https://www.theguardian.com/science/2017/jul/03/can-you-solve-it-are-you-smarter-than-a-cat

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Seabass’ Diary…Day 150…Amelia

Monday, July 3, 2017- I hated the sound of this. If it was who I thought it was we’d be better off taking our chances with Hugo and Dog.

“So what’s the plan?” I asked and tried to remain calm.

“Like I said, the only way out is through the central part of the house to the front door,” Simba said.

“We’re obviously going to be spotted if we prance up the staircase! What are we supposed to say? Oh sorry! We’ve been hiding in your basement, but we’d like to leave now,” I asked incredulously.

“We’ll have to wait until the household is asleep before we make our move.”

“Fine, but I swear on Bastet if we’re captured this is all your fault, and I’ll never speak to you again.”

“That’s a chance I’m willing to take,” Simba said. “Either way I win.”

“Not funny,” I said.

Suddenly a light flicked on, and there were voices at the top of the staircase.

“Quick, behind here!” Simba commanded. We crouched behind a large roll of insulation and held our breath as we watched.

Two men clomped down the stairs. They were wearing work boots and grubby clothes.

“We’ll need to start with the insulation,” the larger of the two men said, “Then we can move on to drywall and go from there.”

The other man stepped towards us. “What are we going to do?” I whispered to Simba.

“There’s only one thing we can do…run. On my count…1…2…3!” Simba shouted, and I tore up the staircase after him.

We reached the top of the landing and leaned against the wall to hold our breath. I watched as Simba’s chest heaved from the exertion when all of the sudden my heart dropped into my stomach.

“Oh what a nice kitty! Wait! There’s two!” she shrieked with excitement.

My biggest fear had been realized; It was Amelia, and she was the stuff that nightmares are made of.

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Tell Tail Signs of What your Cat is Thinking!

June 21, 2017-Wow! This is a really cool article by our friends at IFLscience.com. They explain how us humans can get a little bit closer to finding out what our furry feline friends are thinking, just by watching their tails! Click on the link below and be sure to tell me what you think in the comments.

http://www.iflscience.com/environment/telltail-signs-reveal-cat-thinking/

Seabass’ Diary…Day 149…Escape

June 19, 2017- “Quickly, there is no time!” Simba shouted as I scrunched my eyes together and waited for a second while they adjusted to the lack of light.

Simba’s chest heaved from the level of exertion we had just been through, “GO!” he yelled and pushed me down a sleek silver tunnel that was angled into a sharp drop. I hit the ground with a THUD and steadied myself at the bottom.

Simba followed right behind me, and when all of our feet hit the ground, he quickly gave orders.

“Help me push this! We need to barricade ourselves!” Simba commanded and started pushing a large wooden plank with all of his might. I got on the other end, and we covered the opening of the pipe we had just slid down.

“That was close. This should hold them!  Dog won’t fit, but if by chance Hugo decides to risk following us down the pipe, he won’t be able to slither back up. He’d be trapped until someone moved the pipe and who knows how long that would take.” Simba said.

I could sense a tiny bit of relief in his voice, but I was not relieved by any means. I was more afraid now than I had ever been. Something told me that we were not out of danger.

“Where are we?” I asked.

“We’re just at the end of the block…about four or five houses down from ours I think…in a basement,” he said.

“What?”

“We’re in somebody’s basement. It looks like they’re renovating and thankfully, it saved our lives,” Simba said.

“Whose house are we in?” I felt my breath shorten and my pulse quicken as I anticipated Simba’s answer.

“It was our only choice!” Simba said sternly, “I didn’t plan this!”

I swallowed hard and looked for an escape route. My voice caught in my throat when I realized that the only way out was up the staircase and through the central part of the house.

“Please tell me this isn’t her house,” I said and shuddered at the thought.

“It might very well be,” Simba said. “There is only one way to find out.”

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Proof That Cats Are Liquid…Sunshine!

June 16, 2017-We all know that cats are liquid because they easily take the shape of objects that they pour themselves into! This article from our friends at the Daily Mail UK proves that cats love sunshine and they don’t care what position they have to take in order to bask in the light. My cats love bathing in the sun puddles that seep through our living room windows! Check out the article below and be sure to share your sun worshipping cat stories in the comments section:)

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-4577460/Photographs-prove-cats-love-sunshine.html

Clever kitty: One tiny feline found the one spot in the whole room that kept them warm