CATPTAIN'S LOG - CAT DATE 56838405.50396
TODAY, the USS FELID disembarked from Cat Port 1 and left our solar system on a five-year mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life (to pet us) and new breeds of cats, to boldly go where no cat has gone before.
CHIEF engineer, LIEUTENANT SWEET PEA, indicates that our engines are running smoothly. We have enough TUNA CRYSTALS to power our ship half way across the galaxy. The weapons officer, LIEUTENANT WHISKERS says that we have enough weapons to destory a fleet of POODLE Attack Cruisers. DR CUDDLES, our chief medical officer, has enough vials of Drontal-ZX to fight off a tummy full of tapeworms. COMMANDER KITTEN, my first officer, reports that spirits are high and describes the crew's morale as "playful."
WITH everything running so smoothly, I can't imagine anything going wrong with our mission.
I have instructed ENSIGN MEOWINGTON to set in a course for the Catalonia sector, full speed ahead.SIGNING OUT,
CATPTAIN FLYBALL
