February 13, 2017- The black van came to a screeching halt and cornered us against the edge of the cliff. There was no way out but down and I knew that there was no possibility of diving off of it again. That just wasn’t going to happen. The door flung open and five men in black, bullet-proof vests with the letters S.W.A.T. written on them said, “Get in.”
I looked at the large, stupid human and a wave of suspicion washed over his face. I could tell that he didn’t know whether to believe them or if this was just another booby trap that the tall, thin woman and her henchmen had constructed to kidnap us and kill us.
The large, stupid human said what we were all thinking, “How am I supposed to know that you’re the cops? Took you long enough to get here by the way.”
One of the men fired back, “Listen, do you want to find your wife or not? By my calculations, we have about twelve minutes to get to her before they do…”
Another man in the S.W.A.T. vest said, “You’re going to have to trust us.”
Simba got into the van and then the large, stupid human and Bernard. I hesitated for a second because my guts told me that something was wrong.
“Seabass, GET IN NOW!” Simba ordered.
Everything in me was screaming for me to run but I did as I was told…as soon as I stepped foot in the van I immediately wished that I had listened to myself.
August 27, 2016-I didn’t know if I believed myself or not. In actuality, Simba’s reaction was on par…I couldn’t blame him for freaking out, I wanted to as well but I had to keep calm for the both of us. I needed a level head to figure this out and to ensure our safety.
“Where is Henri? Please tell me he’s not here anymore!” Simba said. I stared at Simba for a second and time stood still. I felt as though I was watching myself from outside of my body. “I…uh…uh…” We raced back to where I had left the small, stupid human and slammed on the brakes. I almost fell head over heels because I stopped so suddenly. I peeked around the corner and there was no trace of the small, stupid human…it didn’t make sense! She couldn’t have vanished into thin air…panic filled my heart and I started to worry. “She’s not here! Where is she?” Simba said. He was starting to hyperventilate, after all, the small human was his best friend in the whole world. He had every reason to panic.
I noticed that a few items had been knocked off of the table. It was strange and it looked like there had been a struggle. I sniffed around the table and noticed a rag on the floor. I crept a little closer and stopped in my tracks. Chloroform. I could identify that smell anywhere! It had been part of my military training; I was thankful that it had been or I would have been in enormous danger. Simba stood beside me, “What is it?! Where is SHE?!” I bowed my head and said, “She’s been taken.”
August 26, 2016-I rushed to find Simba; he was still sleeping in the nest as if nothing had happened. If he knew what had just transpired he would have been awake with fear. I thought about keeping the information about Henri to myself but I decided that it would be for the best if I told Simba. I was going to need all of the help that I could get.
“Simba,wake up! This is important!” I said. Simba sighed, “Ugh, what is it now?” “It’s Henri…he’s back.” This got his attention and he sat straight up. “WHAT? What do you mean?” he said. His body shook as he spoke and I truly wondered if I had done the right thing by telling him. “He’s back and…” I paused, “And I think that he’s going to be our babysitter.” Terror filled Simba’s eyes and he wrung his paws together nervously as I told him about the small, stupid human and how she interviewed him. “How could she not tell that it was Henri?” Simba asked. “It’s because he was disguised! He didn’t look anything like he did on t.v. and the only thing that gave him away was hit tattoo!” I explained.
“What are we going to do?” he asked, “This is a huge problem! He’s going to kidnap us again…or…or worse! What if the tall, thin human has escaped jail somehow? What if..” I grabbed Simba by the face and stared into his eyes. “You need to CALM DOWN!” I said. “We will figure this out!”
April 18, 2016-I had one foot out the door and could feel the sunlight on my face, what a glorious feeling! I turned around and took one last glimpse of Simba, he was sitting behind me and he smiled and waved…I had been mistaken about him and I was sorry. I would miss that old chap and would remember him fondly from this moment on. I turned back to freedom and was met with a sloppy, wet, lather of an enormous tongue that hit me directly in the face.
I lost my balance and skittered back into the doorway in shock, what was this thing? The light blinded me momentarily and the creature came at me again, I could feel Simba’s hands on me once more as he pushed me towards the massive animal. I dug in my claws with all of my might and resisted. At the same time my vision restored itself and my eyes fell on the rope that the smaller human was holding… at the end of it was a canine.
The canine was the biggest that I had ever seen! He stood ominously over top of me and I shook in fear as he scanned my body, I was frozen in terror. My brain rattled around for a second and I screamed out, “TRAITOR!” at Simba who was laughing at my expense. This was why he pushed me towards what I thought was freedom! I swatted the canine across the face and made a break for it but alas my attempt to flee was in vain.
The small, stupid human scooped me up and embarrassed me in front of the the canine. She scolded me publicly and said, “Seabass, where are your manners? Monty is going to be our guest for a week while his family is on vacation.” She pulled me into herself and cuddled me, I wanted to rip her face off but was still panicked from my encounter with the hell hound so I did nothing.
The small, stupid human took the rope from the other stupid human and the prisoner transfer was completed. I glared at Simba…he loved canines and would have no problem conversing with or tolerating the wretched animal; I on the other hand would make this a week for the record books…I would not rest until I tortured the poor soul into leaving.