I call in on Mitzi in her cabin, which is more spacious than mine. Since the poodle in charge of the staff has given her more responsibilities, she has now acquired a new cabin with a little lounge, as well as a bed and a desk. We have matters to discuss that we don’t want to turn into gossip in the crew areas.
I make the coffee as Mitzi thinks I have a master touch. Of course, I pass it off with a comment, although Mitzi knows I am not a sailor. I suppose I am a sailor now, although I would have trouble steering the craft. I have often been told that I pick things up quickly, so I will learn what I can while I am on board.
Because Mitzi grew up in a beach suburb and took adventure classes for the local kittens, she is proficient in both swimming and rescue. So I’m unsurprised when she tells me she’s been assigned to the Yacht Club swimming pool.
Usually, the passengers are undemanding. They enjoy the food and some shopping, gossip, and after that, they want to swim, watch a movie, or see the entertainment acts that Bruno has arranged for the cruise.
But this trip, the cat in charge of feline recreation has his hands full, and the first-class passengers want more. They want craft classes, book clubs, and discussion groups, and he is at his wits’ end.
With Mitzi’s valuable experience as an Adventure Instructor, she is ideal to start some of these activities.
Saphira has told Mitzi that she wants her to start swimming lessons for her kittens. She is afraid the little ballet dancers might fall into a pool somewhere and drown if they access the wrong area on board.
I have my own troubles with Bruno. I must try to contact Otto again to see if he has any more information on the flying carpet situation. So far, I haven’t been able to reach him.
A note: these are all fantasy images, not real scenes, and they were created with AI.
