Seabass’ Diary…Day 131…The Saviour

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.”




Seabass’ Diary…Day 130…We Had No Choice…

January 16, 2017-I shook my head…”WHAT? A WHAT?”

Bernard didn’t answer and I took that as a bad sign. I turned toward the large human and saw that he was looking in his rearview mirror. He had obviously seen what we had because he was using four-letter-words at an increased, and louder frequency.

I looked behind us and the tall, thin human and her henchmen were gaining on us. Our stolen car weaved and accelerated into oncoming traffic and the tiny bit of strength I had left was barely enough to raise my paws to my eyes to cover them.

“HANG ON!” The large human said as he smashed the passenger side window with a hammer that was in the back seat. He turned his attention to his own window and opened it fully.

I released my paws from my eyes and grabbed onto Bernard for dear life! My eyes fluttered open for a split second only to see that we were in deep trouble and it was just ahead.

“What is he doing? WHAT IS HE DOING?” Bernard yelled as he shook me.

I turned my attention back to the front windshield and braced for impact. I knew exactly what was going to happen and it was about to go down in a split second.

The street we were on ended at a pier. Before I could tell Bernard that I loved him, the large human punched the gas and launched the car off of the end of the dock.

We hit the water with enormous force but I managed to hold my breath as we became fully submerged. My arms and legs flailed as I tried to find my way to the surface. The water was dark and murky and I wasn’t sure which way was up. I blinked a couple of times and found my way out of the flooded car window. I started to panic until I was finally pulled from the water.

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Seabass’ Diary…Day 129…Reunited (Sort of)

January 9, 2017- I blinked hard a couple of times because tears pricked at the back of my eyes…It was Bernard! The big human flung open the door, let out a high pitched whistle and Bernard jumped into the front seat with us. The big human slammed the door shut and we continued to speed down the road at an alarming rate and made a few hairpin turns that made me queasy. I shifted my weight on the seat and turned my attention back to Bernard.

“I’m so glad you’re ok!” I said as I squeezed him as hard as I could.

“I thought you had exploded!”

He looked at me and with a raised eyebrow, “I would have exploded if I had listened to YOU and waited in the truck,” he said with a scowl.

“Well, I’m glad you didn’t bother listening to me…what happened exactly?” I asked.

“I don’t think this is really the time or the place to tell you,” he said as he looked out the back window and gulped.

“We’ve got bigger problems!”

I looked over my shoulder and noticed that the tall thin human’s henchman was pointing something out the window.

“What is that?” I whispered.

I glanced at Bernard and saw panic wash over his face. He was totally silent for a beat and it was if he snapped back into reality when I nudged him.

“That…” he paused “is a rocket launcher.”

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Seabass’ Diary…Day 93…S.W.A.T.

August 2, 2016-Just as I was about to spring into action something caught my eye; in the back of the stolen police cruiser there was something that looked a lot like a rocket launcher. I blinked and tried to clear my eyes but the image remained the same…it was definitely a huge weapon that would cause a lot of destruction. Once again sirens were getting closer and I hoped that the real police were coming this time.

I unlocked the door and something amazing happened; a group of men dressed in black, with the letters SWAT emblazoned on their jackets, rushed out of the forest like a raid of army ants. Henri released grandpa and tried to re-enter the stolen police car; an officer threw a grenade type item into the vehicle and the SWAT team incapacitated Henri with a flash bang as grandpa was moved to a safe location. They took Henri into custody and the main road was flooded with police cars,tactical units and news crews.

The entire scene was chaos! I linked arms with Simba and the other animals and we huddled together in the truck; within minutes the police had approached the vehicle and opened the doors-the lights from the camera crews were blinding. “Looks like they’re all here-load them into the van and get them to a clinic to have a once over before you release them to their families,” a large officer said. The police loaded us into a large van where we waited for grandpa who was being treated for his injuries; I heard reporters yelling at him for an interview but he remained silent. Caleb squinted as he looked out the window and his tail started to wag for the first time since I’ve met him, “My family…they’re here!” Tears streamed down his cheeks and he shook with happiness-it would only be a matter of hours before they were reunited for good. I looked out over the crowd and saw a few familiar faces…the small, stupid human and the large stupid human were standing in the crowd behind caution tape…they were finally here to collect us.