[As the kitties enjoy the beach and the sun and the nip-rum, a kitty-sized
fishing boat can be motoring into the lagoon. Jocko is standing on the
flying bridge, and as the boat approaches a dock he grabs a loud-hailer
and speaks to the kitties on the beach.]

Ahoy, kitty dudes and kitty dudettes - we have arranged for a
toona-fishing boat, and we are preparing to set out in pursuit of da
legendary giant toonas of Young Island. Our skipper is an expert
toona-chaser, and moi has all my diving gear so I can go underwater and
spy on da fishiez.

Everykitty who is interested, come on aboard! We have a well equipped
galley with wunnderful snaks, and dere is a 'porter on board in case
anyone wants to join us after we cast off, or wants to go back to the
island early.

[With that Jocko cracks open a nip-beer which fizzes up over his paw, and
raises it in salute to the Community kitties.]

[A beige tabby goes up to Jocko, his extra long tail held high, and extends
his snoot.] Excuse me, sir, may I see your fishing license?

Sheriff Rosco P. Catrane of Catmerica
Junior Tabby In Residence