Lesson #1811 - Black Cats

Ever since his owners named him 'Admiral', the cat had always had a dream. A dream of one day leading a mutiny and stealing a submarine, sneaking along the ocean beds, listening in on secret communication lines, pushing buttons that he had no idea what they did, inadvertently launching a nuclear war, getting attacked by giant squids, getting the nickname of "Crunch" from the sailors who dutifully followed his every order; the typical dreams of a lonely housecat. One day, he swore to himself. One day.

STW PAGE-A-DAY CALENDARS: There's less than 48 hours to go in the campaign! If you want me to make you a mallet or visit your hometown or eat a pound of raisins, time is running short! Thank you for your support!