I arrived on the boat March 25, terrified from the TSA travel experience. So many humans hustling about, stressed beyond belief. "What the fuck is going on?" I thought to myself while stuffed in a bag, humiliated & under the seat. My life is pretty cush, but the humans I keep have the wander lust & insist on bringing me along for the ride. So here I am, on a boat they call a cat, adjusting to my new environment. Ha! Tail of 2 cats...you know what they say, a big cat can be dangerous, a little pussy never hurt anyone. I'll tred lightly & keep you posted on how everything unfolds. Needless to say, I'm sure it will be a grand adventure.