Unauthorized orbital mammal
NASA called. He put them on hold.
Dear Ground Control
Sky Cat received your request at 03:17 and sat on it until the signal flattened. He accepts no responsibility for displaced satellites, bent antennae, or the warm paw print across Sector Seven. Future complaints may be filed beside the emergency kibble. Please keep the runway clear; he has mistaken it for a very long windowsill.
Flight History
He began as a quiet object near the weather balloon rack. By lunch, three radar dishes were tracking his ears. By dusk, Sky Cat had occupied the launch gantry and approved himself for low orbit. His mission remains simple: inspect the upper atmosphere, ignore every headset, and return only when the automatic feeder clicks.
Sky Cat owns the sky.