Seabass’ Diary…Day 156…Escape Artists

August 21, 2017-  “You’re kidding yourself if you think that I’m going to call you that,” Simba said as I ignored him.

I stared out the window for a second and gulped. The ground had to be fifteen feet below us.

“This is way too high to jump!” I said.

“Shhh! We don’t know who is still in the house so keep it down! You’re going to get us caught!” Simba said through gritted teeth.

“I’m going to get us caught? You’re the one who got us into this mess in the first place!” I remind him.

“Because you’ve never got us into trouble right? Is that what you’re saying?”

“Just forget it! Focus on how we’re going to get out of here!” I said. My mind whirled, and my eyes settled on a bunch of blankets at the end of the bed.

“Wait a second…grab me those sheets,” I commanded. Simba didn’t ask any questions as he handed me three of them.

“We’ll tie these together and use them to climb down the side of the house; secure that end to this lamp, it should hold our weight,” I said.

Simba did as I said and quickly began making knots in the sheets, “This should do it!” He said.

“Good, now throw the other end out the window!”

“You go first,”Simba said, and I didn’t hesitate. I climbed out the window and peered over the edge,”This doesn’t completely reach the ground, but at least it’s only a six-foot drop from the end.

“Better than 15!” Simba echoed.

Suddenly, the door burst open, the sound scared me half to death, and I almost jumped out of my skin. Amelia was back, and she had caught us in the midst of our escape.

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Seabass’ Diary…Day 18…

April 15, 2016- I was ready for the human’s arrival she would be here in a moment and would bear witness to the destruction that I had caused. She should’nt have crossed me, she was getting exactly what she deserved!

The small, stupid human entered the food room and cupped her hand over her mouth; her eyes were wide with anger. She sank to the floor and this seemed to bother Simbicile quite a lot; he tried to comfort her but I could tell she was weary…good, it meant that I was breaking her down and before long I would assume control over the entire prison. I jumped down from the counter into the middle of the mess and somehow this enraged Simbicile; he flew at me and tackled me to the ground.

I laid on my back and kicked him in the face, he gnashed at my jugular and the potting soil from the plant covered our coats and spread further across the floor. Our bodies were entangled and we looked like a tumbleweed of fur; I bit down as hard as I could on Simbicile’s throat and he howled out in pain! The small, stupid human broke up our violent struggle, we fled to the basement and went our separate ways to lick our wounds and to restore our pride.

I could hear the small, stupid one clean up the mess that I had made and all of the sudden it was if a light bulb went off in my mind. I knew exactly how to acquire my revenge on Simbicile for his blatant betrayal…I had forgotten all about this! There was one thing that he was deathly afraid of, so afraid that he would cower in terror and retreat to his hiding place…and I was definitely going to use it against him.

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Get ready for revenge!

 

Seabass’ Diary…Day 16…

April 13, 2016- Victory was mine and my evil plan was working! I had made the small, stupid human believe that it was Simba who caused the mass destruction! I jumped down from her shoulder and sauntered down the hallway to the food room and the human and I parted ways but Simbicile followed me.

I sat splendidly, in all of my glory, in front of my food dish. I knew Simbicile would want a word with me and I was prepared. “What the hell was that?” He asked me in an angry tone. I smiled sweetly and licked my paw, “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I answered in my most pleasant voice. He stood nose to nose with me and glared into my stunning, emerald eyes and hissed, “YOU are the one who made the mess, NOT Me, but I took the blame for it!” I chuckled and said, “I did nothing of the sort! How dare you accuse me of doing such a thing?” I could barely contain my laughter! At this point Simbicile was very angry and his breath quickened, he showed his teeth to me and growled.

I could hear the small, stupid human coming down the hallway so I put my plan into action. I swatted Simbicile across the face as hard as I could and ran a few steps away. This enraged him and he tackled me to the floor, he bit me on the jugular and I screamed at the top of my lungs! The small, stupid human rushed over and rescued me from his murderous grip, I whimpered for effect when she held me and she stroked me softly. I rubbed against her face, (desperate times call for desperate measures) and purred. “Simba! That’s enough!” she shouted at him. His eyes got wild with indignation and I could see he was about to snap…my evil plan was unfurling exactly how I wanted it to!

It could have all ended here if Simbicile was a little brighter but of course it didn’t. The small, stupid human released me from her grasp and Simba took a step towards me, I pretended to cower in fear and the small, stupid human addressed him again, “That’s enough!” She turned around and I witnessed one of the most magnificent events that would ensure my innocence…I couldn’t believe what I saw….

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Sick of Seabass’ S#%@!