### Author's Note I have a tale to tell you, dear reader, of the greatest captain to never sail the mighty seas of Cat Storah. In this book, you'll learn about the captain's Kitty Crew, and maybe even how to find them. But tread carefully—they are the most scratch-throat band of landlubbing varmints this side of the Unending Ocean! ### Chapter 1—Meow It all started when Leo, gazing fatefully east across the impossible vastness of the sea, said to himself, "Meow." He was a creature of brevity, it's true. But I think what he meant by this was, "I will assemble a crew of the most scratch-throat band of landlubbing varmints this side of the Unending Ocean! Together, we will sail to our legendary ancestral home of Tear Eeyuh, where the rain is dry, and the milk flows in rivers of frothy white—" And so on. To begin filling out his crew, he wisely decided that first he would need a cabin boy to serve his treats and fluff his blankets on the long journey eastward. "Skippy loves treats and blankets," thought Leo. "As do I. Likely he is basking in the red-leafed shade of Soaring Sands." "Meow," he said determinedly. And so the journey of Captain Leo the Relentless began.