I just breathed a HUGE sigh of relief. You see, I was sick with worry; I was dizzy with concern; apoplectic with,
um, fret. Why, you ask? Because there was this
little kitty you see named Emily who boarded an airplane to France via the cargo container, a kitty stowaway, and
her family, me, the whole world held our breaths that Emily would make it home safely. She did.
Yesterday, a plane bringing the downy soft kitty touched down at the Milwaukee airport where she was greeted by her
family and (of course) legions of dutiful reporters. So everyone relax and go back to work. The world did not snap off
its axis and roll away. The Cat is OK.