“We can’t take any chances with Captain Cattitude.  We don’t know what his agenda is and if his kind will be a threat to mankind,” said President Trump opening the weekly meeting of Operation Milky Way, a meeting to discuss and prepare for Captain Cattitude’s arrival.  “That’s not fair.  You don’t even know if he is a threat.  I think we should welcome him with open arms,” said a disgusted Shadow.  Baudelaire said, “We don’t know his purpose for coming to Earth and why he contacted you, Shadow, out of all the population on Earth.  WE don’t even know if the message was meant for you or if you interrupted it’s delivery to someone else.  Where did you get the interactive satellite dish anyway?” ‘We have never seen such a device,” Baudelaire continued. “I built it with spare electronic parts that  had been lying around our apartment, said a proud Shadow. “We need to discuss how we are going to prepare.  I think we should show force.  Let these Aliens know they can’t mess with mankind,” interrupted President Trump. “Using force has never got us anywhere, except the U.S. engaging in a useless war.  If they are a threat, we have no idea what weapons of mass destruction they have.  I believe, it is a risk to show force.  If we greet them with open arms, I think will have better success with this historical meeting.” said Shadow.  “You’re just a kitten.  What do you know?” quipped President Trump.  “What a bozo,” thought Shadow to herself as she realized the world was going to show Captain Cattitude how we respond to the unknown with fear and force.  “We are in trouble,” she mumbled aloud.  It’s agreed we will have a military presence at this meeting, said righteously by President Trump.  “This meeting is adjourned until next week.  Hopefully, the code will be known by then. Let us pray it’s not threatening,” said a visibly scared President trump. 

After a day of contemplation about what happened to Captain Cattitude, Shadow decided to take a nice relaxing bath with a glass of iced tea.  As she lay in the bathtub, she thought about how lucky she was that he chose her to make contact out of all the souls in the universe.  She sincerely hopes he is safe and is only delayed.  Tomorrow is a big day for her as Operation Milky Way group meets.  She expects it to be interesting to hear what the government has to say about the whole situation.  Perhaps Captain Cattitude’s code will be broke by then…

Shadow woke up with a hangover from all the iced teas she and phoebe drank while dancing all night at club Katnip. To nurse it, she is having a cup of coffee, her favorite drink right after iced tea. As she contemplates looking out the kitchen window, she wonders where Captain Cattitude is. She is concerned as she has not heard from him in weeks and that he missed the arrival date to Earth. She hopes he is Ok and is not hurt or even worse, lost.

 “What do you think it means?” Asked Sandy the brunette linguistic as she peered over the Hieroglyphics being projected onto a wall.  “I think the round moving grey one means Captain Cattitude is lost,” said Joseph, the very slender black haired Hieroglyphologist. ‘The other ones I’m still trying to figure out,” he continued.  “Possibly the Alien-looking one could represent Captain Cattitude itself, but really it’s proving to be complex.  I’ll need more time,” he said. “Do you think it’s a  threatening message,” she questioned.  He replied, “I don’t know yet.” CIA Agent Baudelaire walked into the room and overheard their conversation.  “I’ll inform the President.  He’s not going to be happy.  How much more time do you need to crack the message?” said Baudelaire.  “Two weeks, top,” replied Joseph. “OK, keep me informed on any breaks in breaking the code.  The sooner the better,” “I’m going to go call the President and give him an update,” said Baudelaire.

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After the CIA agents and linguistics left, Shadow and Phoebe had iced teas to deal with the ever-mounting stress attached to Captain Cattitude’s visit to Earth. The girls decided to head out to their favorite club Katnip…

“I’m afraid I can’t make sense of the code,” said the tall, brunette female linguistics. “We need to bring in a hieroglyphologist,” she continued. “I can’t make sense of this. I think we are done here. We have everything we need to start research into the meaning of the symbols,” she said as she started to pack up her equipment. CIA Agent Baudelaire said, “Great, let’s pack up and head back to base to crack this code, It’s a matter of international security. “Shadow, you may keep your interactive satellite dish for now, but if this happens again, we may have to take it in for study.” “Ok, thank you, Agent Baudelaire. I certainly will contact you directly if anything else weird comes from my satellite dish.” The agents and the linguistics made their way to the front door. “Goodbye, Shadow,” said all the agents almost in unisons. “Goodbye, thank you for coming so quickly,” said Shadow. Just then in the bedroom, Phoebe realized she was alone. She heard voices coming from the family room “I need an iced tea,” thought Phoebe as she made her way to the front door to say goodbye to the visitors…

“Who is it,” said Shadow as she carefully opened the front door. She was surprised by how many people stood outside her door. She didn’t know any of them except for CIA Agent Baudelaire. “Shadow had you told anyone about the projection of hieroglyphics on your bedroom wall?” said Baudelaire. “No, only Phoebe and the President know.” “May we come in to see the hieroglyphic message,” replied Baudelaire. “Of course, please come in, “said shadow as she stepped aside, so they could come in.
All four agents and two linguistics carrying various bags entered the apartment and immediately headed to Shadow’s bedroom where the hieroglyphics were starting to fade. The linguistics began shooting video and to set up their equipment as they were afraid that the message would disappear any second. One linguistic quickly withdrew from her briefcase an alphabet chart to help her determine what the hieroglyphics might mean…

Meanwhile deep in outer space, a ship speeds by on it’s way to Earth. Captain Cattitude is at the helm, and he realizes due to malfunctions with the ship’s navigation and computer systems he will not reach Earth on September 28th. He tried to send Shadow a message explaining the issue but he’s not sure if it got garbled in translation or even made it to her…

“Shadow, what are you talking about?” said President Trump. “Captain Cattitude sent a message to me. It’s moving hieroglyphics images being projected on my bedroom wall. I think you should send an expert at reading symbols to my place. “Are the projections still being reflected on your wall?” said the President. “Yes, they are moving,” said Shadow. “I want you to video them and send them to me now,” the President said. “Okay, Mr. President, “replied Shadow. Shadow ran to the bedroom and began videoing the projection with her phone. Phoebe at this point was mesmerized by the projections. She sat on the floor just staring at them. Shadow finished the videoing and sent the recording to an anxiously waiting President Trump. When the President received the recording, he became frightened. “Don’t touch anything and don’t reply back,” he told Shadow. “I’m sending CIA agents to your apartment along with linguistics.” Before Shadow hung up the phone, she heard a loud knock on her front door…