Jillian in Space Part 2
As I already stated, this story takes place on or around 2/10/17. Jillian had been offered the opportunity to enter into a business with a certain canine astronaut named Max. Out of general disdain for dogs, Jillian was hesitant to work side by side with a flea bitten, human pleasing, toilet drinking canine, but given the chance to expand her business as well as go down in history as the first feline to successfully launch a space station that would benefit all animal kind, Jillian felt she has no choice, but to pounce on this business opportunity.
But now as she was on her way to meet Max, Jillian began to have second thoughts. “How do I know that this mutt will do the work that is required of him,” she meowed quietly to herself, as the Catcopter lifted of the ground, piloted by Sassy one of her top students and into the night sky. “Can any dog really be trusted to do anything right?”
As the Catcopter, flew towards the rendezvous point where she was to meet Max, Jillian loosened her gold fish tie and pulled her briefcase onto her lap. Glancing at the diamond watch on her grey paw, Jillian saw that she had an hour and a half to do a final once over of the schematics of the space station.
An hour and a half later, Jillian shuffled the blue prints back together and placed them neatly in the briefcase. A button on her right armrest buzzed red, indicating that they’d reached their destination. Straightening her tie, Jillian sat back and waited as the Catcopter made it descent towards the Catcopter pad.
