Oh and there was the cat. Name of Jones. A very ordinary housecat, or, in this instance, shipcat. Jones was a large yellow tom of uncertain parentage and independent mien, long accustomed to the vagaries of ship travel and the idiosyncrasies of humans who traveled through space. It too slept the cold sleep, and dreamt simple dreams of warm, dark places and gravity-bound mice.
Of all the dreamers on board he was the only contented one, though he could not be called an innocent.
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