I can’t go on with this little thread we dare to call romance, my dear. I love you, but everytime you step way, I feel like falling into an abyss – falling and praying for my own death.
-But oh!, my dear, how dare you talk like you should be nowhere near me? Can’t our love overcome the strugle of dealing with your lonely existence during those short periods of time when I’m not here?
-Our love can overcome any obstacle, so I hear and so I have seen been proven true, but how can I face the pain of loneliness? How can I erase the suicidal ideas that invade my mind during those sad times away from you?
-My love, my truly and only beloved one, you only have to remember that soon I’ll be back from you, as I am with you at this very moment.
-And these are the most delightful moments of all…
-You say it right, my love.
-Forgive me for my lack of security baby…
-and promise me we’ll always be together.
-We will. Always.

… and so goes the story of Sir Sniffsalot and Lady Chopalaine.

The Flying Cat Experiment

3 helium balloons (each one should have the following measures: diameter = 1,8 meter; volume = 3,2 cubic meters)
1 cat (10-11 pounds \ 4,5 to 5 kilos)
1 shotgun
3 shotgun shells (you might wanna upper that amount depending on your aiming abilities)
9 strong strings
3 small ropes

tie the ropes around the cat’s torso.
tie 3 strings to each rope.
connect the strings to the helium filled ballon (3 for each balloon, obviously)

The cat should fly gently with that amount of balloons.

Wait until the cat is at at least 40 meters from the ground.

Shoot the balloons and try to miss the cat.

Please, don’t shoot the poor little fellow.

Once most the balloons are shot, the cat should start losing altitude. Shoot ‘em all before the lovely feline is below 30 meters from the ground.

Now check if the cat has survived.

If so, repeat the experiment again waiting for a little longer (45 meters before start shooting)

Thanks for your time,

hope your cat is okay.

J.P. “McCoy”