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...Deep Cover Agent SRI LANKA to KittyNet.

Highest Security Channel established at this end.

Confirm you are receiving, KittyNet.

I have much to report, including full evals on the agents Vladia Velocicat and Commander Cheop - much that is of great value to us, and much that may jeopardize the mission.

There is little indication that the other agents of the V3 suspect my status as a Deep Cover KittyNet SuperAgent. There are times I almost feel moved to reveal it to them, but that of course is not feasible in these times. Perhaps in later years, when the world has become a peaceful place we three can all sit down together and be like friends instead of comrades-in-arms against a relentless foe, be able to put licking each other before devotion to a cause. But that time...well, let's not dwell too much on it. Let's put our speckly nose to the grindstone at hand.

The new agent called "Dickens" is now fully entrenched in the British human's home. He will be found under the name "Oliver". I have been able to get some information to other agents in the area, and so far the communication seems to be fairly open. The resident cat, "Elise" seems to be a straightforward sort and, as she seems to have relatively little KittyNet contact, may create a useful shield for Dickens / Oliver in his covert activities.

Will transmit detailed intensive reports as they are concluded, but for now...

Commander Cheop The Cat does his best. I am sometimes correcting his mistakes. But I see no harm in his continuing to believe he's directing the mission.

Vladia Velocicat, who as you know was very attached to Dickens / Oliver, seems to be returning to her old self. I have little spare time to devote to her, but have tried to make an effort to seem playful in order to keep her spirits up.

I still have not lost the extra pounds. But if you had my job, you'd understand. What am I saying? Of course YOU understand. How do you in the High Command do it - continue operating in High Alert mode, while keeping your sleek and graceful feline figures. Well, that's why you're the High Command and I am a mere General.

Until later.

Ever yours,

Sri Lanka Cat

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