July 25, 2003

At Sea

Avast ye swabbies and swabbets,

We met in Waffle's garden and set sail for Finlan on Monday. We should be docking tomorrow. Paw Rob brought something called a power washer aboard in Englan, he says that he's ready the next time one of us decides to dump the bait bucket, or try to start a mutiny. The fat wench thinks he's funny. We, however do not. We have added a bunch of englan, Irelan, and Scott cats to our crew. We're also trying out some new flavors of cat food that we don't have in Merika. That's always fun, and we're figuring out how we're going to catch the next wale we see. Adam says that it's wrong to try to catch wales, but he didn't say we aren't allowed to try to catch one.

We sang and danced by the light of the full moon last week. It was great fun, so fun that some of our crew got into trouble and we had to bust them out of jail. For some reason, they couldn't ghost out, and we went in and got them. It was fun. There was talk of a mutiny, but I stopped that with some claw and assistance from the crew.

So far, there has been no problems making ourselves understood with each other. The Englan cats have a different accent, but we expected that. The hoomins are amazed at the different colors, shapes, sizes, and purrsonalities we have, but then they are so easily amazed.

We're looking forward to Frank and Nikki's island. Waffles has been curled up on the bow of the ship taking lookout and helping direct us through the Baltic. She's very eager to get to Frank, and keeps talking about his garters. Silly girl. I'm looking forward to having Nikki teach us how to hunt water voles. We would have cleaned out the rats and mousies from the ship, but some new ones came aboard in Englan and made themselves at home. We're arranging hunting parties and hope to be able to take on more munchies in Finlan. The fat wench keeps making jokes about meals on wheels. I don't understand, but she thinks it hilariously funny.

We'll be in Finlan tomorrow and leaving for the south of Spain on Monday. So, any of you Buropean cats want to join us can either meet us in Finlan, or Rome Itly, about a week and a half from now. Paw Rob wants to do some site seeing and we want to visit the coliseum cats.

Ta now as some of our British contingent would say,
Cap'n Pine Cone esq.

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