This cat she pleaded and this cat she cried:
Stick a tracking number on me, let me go outside.
Gonna look for those caches on a travel spree
Waving good-bye to me.
Cat out in the caching zone
I said, Cat, you were born to roam
There’s a NavStar guiding you out not back
Your route marked with logs from where you wuz at
So Cat, O Cat, take care in the zone.
“I’d rather be a cat who meets a terrible fate
Than live in a box, 'cause I appreciate
That I'm a cat independent and a true high brow
And demands the new horizon here and now.
With cachers I meet, I'm just a guest
I might hang out -- but it's a real short rest.
Don't get attached, 'cause I'll be on my way
Waving my tail in a 'good-bye' way."
Cat out in the caching zone
I see, Cat, you were born to roam
There’s a NavStar guiding you out not back
Your route marked with logs from where you wuz at
So Cat, O Cat, take care in the zone.
Meow!
The sun is still bright, so an easy spot at GC7K6XH Spring Equinox 2018