A Call To Service

Hi, Katie here.  In case you haven't been keeping up on current events, there has been a recent spate of articles decrying foul on the cat kingdom in relation to some missing birds and inferior mammals.  Certainly I have nothing to do with this, as Glogirly keeps me under lock and key, but nonetheless I feel personally outraged by the "solutions" that have been presented to combat this "problem."  Last week, I received a satellite call from Paco at Tribe Atherton Outer Space HQ, asking me to join him in a mission to build an International Cats ONLY Space Station, at a location which will remain unknown to anyone but him until we get there.  In this space station, we can live free of our attackers as well as seek out other life forms who I am told will share scrumptious treats and laser guns with us.  I have agreed to be a part of this very important mission, and Waffles Too and I are currently in training for our trip to parts unknown.  Little orange maniac though he may be, W2 is still small enough to fit into the tight compartments that will need to be accessed as part of the building of the Space Station.  Occasionally he is good for SOMETHING.

This is our flag.  This is our cause.

Signing ON.

Katie and Waffles TOO