2nd Attempt

The 1st attempt at telling my kids about the plan did NOT go well.  I waited, then tried again.


About 3 months passed before I brought it up.  I sat them all down one day and said, “So, have you guys thought about what we have talked about?  Selling the house and taking off in a boat to go see the world”, I said, with the utmost enthusiasm.  I explained that it would mean not going to high school where we live, but rather participating in an online high school curriculum.  I also told them that they wouldn’t be in school for 6 hours a day as they are now.  They could customize their own schedule, doing a few hours every morning, to allow for more free time throughout the day.  I explained that they will still have friends, other kids that are living the same lifestyle, and their buddies from home could visit the boat.  I passionately listed all the wonderful aspects of cruising:  We can go where ever we want. Stay as long or short as we choose.  Explore new places!  Meet new friends!  Try new foods!  Experience different cultures!

They were excited.  They began asking questions, again, but this time it was much more organized.  Everyone was listening attentively to each other talk, allowing me to finish my sentences, and interested in the responses.  It went VERY well.  They were all on board, and, looking forward to the great adventure.

Accept… of course… for the one kid, there’s ALWAYS, that, one kid.  This time, it’s my oldest son,  he still wants nothing to do with it.  I can’t say I blame him, after all, he’s 13.  He has just gotten a taste of freedom.  And… he’s an “Extreme-Social Butterfly.”  Has been since kindergarten.  This kid would get so many “play-date” requests, I joked that he needed his own secretary to schedule, and chauffeur to take him.  He was invited to play with kids he barely knew and got an invite to every party.  Nothing has changed now that he is older.  He is still in high demand.  His social calendar is on overload and sometimes I have to tell him, “No”, that he can’t go 3 places in one day, because he will run himself ragged, and has at times.  He is proud that he has so many ‘friends’, and enjoys them all.  His whole world right now revolves around his social interactions.  Luckily, he is a great judge of character for his age and he chooses to be ‘friends’ with nice kids.  He has no tolerance for mean,  and avoids kids that don’t behave appropriately.  Hopefully, his good judgement won’t be influenced negatively when he gets to High School.  I say, “when” he goes, rather than “if” he goes, because I know that there is nothing short of a miracle, that is going to convince this kid to come with us cruising.  Unfortunate, but true, because I would never force him.  Which brings me back to Plan A or Plan B.

I have to make a choice.  Go without him, in which case I would have to leave him with my brother to finish high school, or stay here until he finishes high school, then take off.  Unless…I can figure out a way to show him that he will love cruising, then hope he does.  This would definitely need to entail frequent contact with other liveaboard kids his age.  Not sure if it’s even possible.  I’ll have to research this further, but I know that we will go out our way, and plan our travel routes around the location of other teens and kids.


At this point, I have 4 out of 5 kids ready, and excited to go.  Not bad.  I just have to figure out what to do about that one kid…


Ways to Make Money While Cruising…Truth B Told

Cruisers:  Cruisers are those who travel while living aboard.  Some cruisers are underway daily, and some will anchor or dock at a location for extended intervals, a week, month or longer.  Cruisers are frequent travelers, always on the go.  Cruisers are always liveaboards, but liveaboards arn’t always cruisers.

Cruisers are a ‘tough’ bunch.  Traveling from place to place, the gypsy way.  There is always the concern of how one will survive while enjoying a life where your view changes every day, week, month.  This nomadic existence is reserved for the select few who are able to thrive without being completely strapped to a physical land commitment (a daily job).


Where DOES a cruisers money come from?


Passive Income, also know as residual income, is money that you receive without having to do very much.  There are many retired cruisers out there, and for a good reason.  Many live off passive income.  Some examples are social security income, pension, annuity, and 401k.  Passive income requires no maintenance.  Meaning little to no effort to continue the flow.  The check just comes in the mail every month, without having to do anything to generate it.  This type of passive income generally takes years of working and tax paying.  You cannot create this income over night.  Some will never be entitled.  Those who do will usually have to wait until retirement age of at least 62 to receive it.


What about the rest of us who want to go cruising now?  I have done some research on this topic.  These are some of the most frequently discussed and unrealistic ways of generating passive income for cruisers.


  • Write a book and get royalties – Easier said than done.  Your book better be a great seller.  It takes time to write a great book and many are just not that skilled.
  • Invest in stocks that pay dividends– Seriously? The first problem with this one is that you have to have money, to make money. The second problem is that it’s extremely risky.  If you don’t know what your doing, you could really loose big here and fast.
  • Bank and CD interest from savings – What interest? Banks interest rates are at an all time low in this economy.  To make a decent return, you have to put your money into foreign entities and that is risky.
  • Become a silent partner in a business – This one isn’t half bad.  However, if your going this route, you had better know the business is solid, and that you can trust your partner(s).  These perfect storms are few and far.


Not-So-Passive income There are plenty of other ways to generate income while cruising.  They require some or all of the following: time, knowledge, skill, maintenance and money.  All are realistic.


  1. Consultant -This requires knowledge.  No one is going to pay for your services if you’re not an expert in your field, but if you are, it’s a great way to generate income as a cruiser because you can consult via phone and web, right from your boat.
  2. Business (brick-and-mortar) – This one is very tricky.  You can make great money owning a business, but, someone has to run it (while your out cruising).  You can hire someone, but they better be good.  Also, this takes time, money and skill to be successful.
  3. Website Business (informational) – This requires skill and time.  But, if you have great content that others are willing to pay for, could be very lucrative.
  4. Internet Sales – This could be a great one, especially if you are able to network with a distribution company to ship product.  Don’t stuff your cockpit with neckties and coffee mugs 🙂
  5. Work- From- Home(boat) – All of the following can be excellent sources of income if you have the skill and time. They are also liveaboard friendly.  But, some do require a reliable internet connection, which can be challenging at times for cruisers.
    • Web Design
    • Software Design
    • Medical Transcription
    • Freelance Writing
    • Editing
    • Translation
    • Virtual Customer Service
    • Virtual Tech Support
    • Accounting Services
  6. Real Estate Investment – My personal choice.  This requires some knowledge and money.  There is also a time and travel commitment, unless you are going to be completely hands-off, by way of a management company.  If so, better be sure that the company that you hire is a good one.


Savings – Some folks, usually retirees, live off savings, sold homes with lots of equity and sold businesses.


Charter -There are cruisers that charter their boats while cruising.  This is an awesome way to get paid, while doing what you love.


Boat Delivery/Captain/Crewing– Another great way to make money while doing what you love.


Land Jobs – Couldn’t end without acknowledging that many cruisers pick up work as they travel from place to place.  They stay a while, feed the kitty, and keep it moving.  Some cruisers also pick up work from the dock from other cruisers; mechanical work, diving jobs, hair cuts and other services.


Our crew will travel on property investment income.  Perfect for cruisers 😉



Coming soon….Real Estate JUNKIE”


“Life is, Indeed, What Happens While You are Busy Making Other Plans”


     John Lennon? Allen Saunders? Quin Ryan? Walter Ward? Henry Cooke? Robert Balzer? L. S. McCandless? Who really said it first? The earliest written publication of this quote was sighted in the January, 1957 Readers Digest, Quotable Quotes. Though we know not the true author, one thing is for sure, many people have repeated it, probably in frustration, realizing that their well thought out plans had gone to the wayside, thwarted, quite simply another ruse that made them feel ‘in control’ of their life.  I certainly learned this long before I had ever heard the famous quote, when years ago, after months of well thought out plans to expand my business, I realized that life had just thrown me a curve ball, and life was carrying on without any chance of my well laid plans being a part of it. I even remember saying something similar, but alas, at some point, stumbled upon this famous quote, which completed the puzzle of my life, hitting home for me in a big way! Yes, those words would never unexpectedly hit me hard again, as I thought I had, by now, learned that ‘the universe always has the first move’, period.

      GG’s recent post on the subject of selling her home as part of the “plan”, hit home in a big way for me, and jogged my memory of my experience, which included the sale of property as the touchstone for one of my life’s great “plans”.


     Since 2000, after visiting my cousin in St. John USVI, I had dreamed of moving there, and experience ‘Life in Paradise’. I had been to a half dozen other Caribbean Islands, but none drew me like St. John. Sure, my cousin was there, and I had made many friends through my twice yearly visits over 5 or 6 years since, but it was not these things that drew me. It was it’s ‘campy’ small island feel, the friendly locals, the absolutely astounding variety of beaches, all in very close proximity to each other, it’s many ex-pats in my age group, that made it feel like a playground especially for 40-60 somethings, the fact that you could still get a delicious cheeseburger for five bucks, a love of sailboats & friends who owned them, the fact that three quarters of the island was national park, and on and on and on……. At any rate, you get the idea.


     Up until now, 2006, it had been a dream of mine. But after all, dreams are for dreamers, and plans are for doers. So I needed a plan! Oh, but there is that 4 letter word again.

     Having been a real estate broker for 15 yrs and counting, I had a handle on the market, and an inkling that the RE bubble in Boston was about to burst in the not too distant future. Having been a top producer and listing agent, I had no desire to kiss seller’s toes when that bubble actually burst. I could see a definite downturn, via less listings and more competition, a veritable shark pool of agents swarming every potential listing. I, in no way, wanted a part in that, and thought, I would rather go swim with sharks in paradise. I needed a plan.


     So plan I did! I had renovated three units in a three family dwelling, two of which were sold off already. I set about finishing the renovation of the last unit, mine. The plan was to finish it, put it on in the spring market of 2007. Once it sold, I would have the funds I needed to sustain myself on St. John, at least until I found a job, while putting the rest away for a nest egg. I calculated that it would be sold and closed by late summer, after all, I was an agent, who should know better than me? So, I had set my ‘plan’ in motion and was halfway there! Once sold, I could leave the ‘rat race’ behind, probably in Sept., and arrive down STJ just in time to start the busy tourist season, thereby the best time to land a job.

     Well, the summer came and went, no bites on my condo, so by Aug., I knew my ‘plan’ was just that, and life was taking it’s own course. So, I made a decision, I put my condo in the hands of a good broker friend, put my belongings in storage, packed my summer clothes and bare necessities, counted my cash, and boldly made my departure!

cruz bay

     Arriving mid Sept., I actually found a job my first day there, in my favorite restaurant in Coral Bay, the Shipwreck Landing, right next door to where I would be staying temporarily, with my cousin, until I got settled in a place of my own.

Shipwreck Landing

     So, once again, that not so old saying, that “Life is what happens, while you are planning it” (my version of the saying) rang true. And while many men have been credited with authoring it, I was once again, reminded that plans are just ideas of the way we want life to proceed, and that many a well laid plan goes awry, so we just have to hop on the unicorn’s back, grab that horn, and let it take us for a ride, because if you wait for your perfect plan to unfold the way you plan it, forever comes along, and all you are left with is your dream.


      My house did sell in January, and the job I thought would be hard to find, fell in my lap first day on island, and could not have been much more convenient than right next door. So, dreams do come true, but planning life often doesn’t.

 “Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it!”
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Blog of the Week 6/2/13- 6/8/13

We thought it would be fun to have a 5 Kids and a Boat “Blog of the Week” post, every week.


The very first ever “Blog of the Week”, for this week, is Zack Aboard.  We love the photography and the upcycling!


About: Husband, Wife and 2 young kids living aboard “Majestic”, their 1999 St. Francis 44 MkII catamaran.




House For Sale (Kids NOT included)


We have this fantastically exciting plan to sell the house, buy a boat, and GO CRUISING!  The first step, ditch the house.  Our home is currently on the market for sale.  It has been, for over a month now, and I have to tell you, it isn’t easy.

I often refer to myself as a real estate junkie.  Which means that I have bought and sold quite a few properties in my day, both investment property and primary residences for my family and I.  Been around the block a few times as far as loading and unloading real estate.  This sale has definitely been one of the most difficult.  It’s the wait.  Waiting sucks.  BAD.  Being patient is hard, especially when you have something spectacular that you’re waiting for.  Life changing, really.   Like having this wretched boss that you despise, and co-workers that you want to strangle, and knowing that you are quitting your job soon.  Those last 2 weeks are brutal.  Or being at the very end of a rough pregnancy. When you just want the baby to, “hurry up and come out, already”.  We just want the house to, “hurry up and sell, already”.

It’s challenging selling a house that is loaded with kids.  Besides all of the things that I had to do to prepare the house for sale, before it even hit cleaning the market, which was arduous in itself, the maintenance is just as bad.  It takes me 6 hours to clean the house to model condition, before every showing.  The very moment that I clean a bath, and go to the next, the kids are right behind me, messing it up.  As I put toys away, other toys are scattered about.  I also have to make sure the grass is perfectly manicured, and keep all the new shrubs and planting watered daily so that they look their best.  The brokers usually give half a days notice, so it’s a mad-dash marathon clean, trying to get it all done.  It takes right up to the appointment time to finish, and I am usually breaking a sweat, as I run out the back door, while the broker and buyers walk through the front.  For the past month I have been trapped in a whirlwind; dirty, clean, show, dirty, clean, show, dirty, clean, show….

100_3441 There is even work to be done after the showing.  I have certain “staging” items throughout the house.  New bedware, 100_3443 pillows on the coaches, dining set-up and rental furniture.  These items all have to be preserved in new condition.  Before the showing everything has to be set set up.  Immediately following the showing I have to remove all of the new bed-ware and replace it back with the old stuff, remove pillows from the sofas, put certain accent pieces away for safe keeping, and cover the rental furniture with blankets, so that my kids won’t destroy them.  It isn’t easy.

We had hoped to get the house sold by the end of Spring, in order to be ready to purchase the boat, have the summer to have it transported home, complete any refit neededed for winter life aboard, and get the boat all set up at our slip, and new home.  This would also have allowed time for the kids to acclimate to living on a boat before they go back to school, and give me time to get to know the systems and how they operate.

Unfortunately, the sale won’t happen in time for us to get situated before winter, which is always the way, isn’t it?  Things almost never go as planned.  We will need to re-evaluate our timing later, figuring, no point in dwelling on it until the house is gone, and we locate and purchase the boat.  The wait is painful.  We are are eager to get on with step 2, and get our new life in motion.  Tomorrow is another day, and, with that, brings hope to get this house under agreement, then sold. Fingers crossed…

life is what happens


Does Putting on Boat Shoes, Make You a Boater, and Qualified to be Called Such?


Galaxy’s admission about us (the crew), “knowing nothing about boating” is not entirely true. I grew up a city girl by Boston Harbor, but summered on a lake/pond my entire life.  As kids, row boats & canoes were a part of our everyday existence. Fearless we were, and if we could not get permission to take one out, albeit; being handed the oars or paddles, we would take it anyway and paddle with our hands & feet. Now, mind you, we weren’t on lake Michigan, no, only a very smallish lake, which I am sure at the deepest was 15-20 ft, if that. We did eventually buy another camp on a larger pond, nothing fancy, no running hot water, so, boiling water to do the dishes, and baths in the lake were ok by us, as it belonged to us. It was known as a great fishing spot, as well as being very deep & murky, full of snappers, large, old ones, lake moccasins, lots of large mouth bass, perch & fabulous bullfrogs. This small plot of land was alongside a Herring run, which, when they ran upstream as they do, into the pond, the bass would be there waiting for them, and we, in turn, would be there waiting for the bass. We also found this fortuitous, as my Mom’s parents hailed from Newfoundland & they fondly called themselves ‘Herring chokers’.  So this spot, we felt, was really meant for us. We loved life on the water, even if only along the shore, and everyday centered around that water.

      We did eventually expand our boating wings to Sunfish.  And I have to admit that many a Sunfish sail and mast ended up at the bottom of that pond, until we mastered sailing well enough to not “deep six” anymore sails & masts to a deep, murky resting place.

     Eventually my parents would buy a motor boat for fishing, water skiing and just fun riding.  We loved it.  But, for ‘peace & quiet’, I always took the rowboat out, especially early morning in thick fog, where one could not see a finger in front of you.  Best fishing ever!

For mischievous ‘peace & quiet’ my friends and I (6 or 7 of us) would all load into the row boat, again, no paddles, and make our way out to the middle, then all stand & rock the boat, much to my elderly neighbors chagrin. He & his missus would be hollering out at us to “come in!” or “I’ll call the police”, which to his credit, he never did , nor did he ever tell my mother.

boat 1

     I would have the pleasure through the years of motoring & sailing with friends, once even sailing Vancouver Bay in BC for a week in a old wooden 50′ schooner, which was the thrill of a lifetime for this city girl at 19, who had only ever sailed my little Sunfish.

     Now, I know these childhood antics in no way qualify me to crew a large trawler, but that is OK.  As the desire to learn, the ability of a quick study, and having some awesome friends to say, “Go for it, y’all can do it!”, a couple of good USCG qualified captain friends who are willing to teach us, and we will learn. 

 “Step into those shoes, name one persistence, and the other determination.

Walk omnipotently, and do not stop until you reach success.

You’ll know when you are there, as success has no sex,

and doesn’t recognize failure.”


“Seriously, Mom?!”

“Seriously, Mom?!” This was the response from my 11 year old daughter, as she gazed my way, with almond eyes squinted,  in a low pitched, suspecting tone.  I told my kids that we were “thinking” of selling the house and moving on a boat.  They were,  hmmm…. How should I put it? Shocked, surprised.  One of my twins, wide eyed, said “Really?”, in a jolly, but nervous way.  But his potential enthusiasm was immediately dampened.  “She’s just being sarcastic.  You’ve lived with Mom for 12 years now. Can’t you tell when she’s being sarcastic… YET!?” my daughter sneered in disbelief.


Now, I have to admit, I can be a bit of a sarcast, in a fun and joking way, not taking life too serious.   Couple that with our there’s never a dull moment around here household, and I can see how they were confused and unsure of what to make of my blunt statement.  I’m also not that great with segueing into something.  I am generally a get right to the point, avoid the sugar-coating, and say what I mean, and mean what I say, type.  So, they didn’t get much of a buffer.


It took about 3 minutes to convince them that this was not a joke and that I was serious and wanted their thoughts and feedback.  My daughter continually repeating, “She’s just being sarcastic”, while in complete disbelief.  When they finally realized that this was not, yet another one of Mom’s playful pranks, the questions began to roll and at an alarming rate.  They asked so many all at once that my Mom,  had to jump in and help.  I was being cut off in mid sentence to respond to a different question taking precedence over the first question.  I couldn’t hear myself talk, or think, because everyone was speaking louder than the next person to get a quicker response to his question. It was disorganized, conversational chaos.  I had to pause every few moments just to catch a breath.


When are we selling the house? Where will we go to school? Can we still go to our school? How big will the boat be? What if we sink? Will I have to sleep on the floor? What if it rains? Will we eat fish everyday? What about the cats? Can I bring my bed?…….and so on and so forth…..


During this intense and rapidly flowing conversation, where one answer would quickly prompt another thought, and yet another question, like background music, my oldest son’s deep, yet squeaky puberty voice dominated.  He didn’t ask one single question, yet his simple statements were ALL  heard.  Timed for every 3 seconds, just like clockwork, “Mom, your crazy!…..  I am NOT moving on a boat…..  Mom, your crazy!…..  I am NOT moving on a boat….. Mom, your crazy!….. I am NOT moving on a boat…..”


This conversation was the first attempt at discussing the plan with my kids. It transpired about 8 months ago and at that time, didn’t end well.  I had 1 out of 4 (little guy doesn’t count) onboard.  The rest thought I was nuts and wanted nothing to do with it.  I gave them some food for thought:  s/v Totem, s/v Island Bound,  s/v Endeavor , s/v Third Day and s/v Wondertime.  Told them to check these guys out, think about it a little and that we would revisit the proposition again in a couple of months.

What happened the 2nd time I mentioned the plan?  Read about that here.

Buddies for Cruisers

I was reading today’s post from Zero to Cruising this morning.  They have a great photo with their cruising buddies at their anchorage all sitting together.  It’s simple statements like this that excite me.  Even though I know that there are other cruisers out there to meet and hang with,  I still loved seeing their pic.  It just makes the whole idea more concrete.  Now the crew at  Zero to Cruising aren’t travelling with kids, and there are no kids in the photo.  It makes me wonder how many anchorages we will visit that will have other cruising kids onboard.

How to Choose the Right Boat?

This is a topic that has had some very heated debate over the last few months on the Cruisers forum, of which I am a member. “GalaxyGirl” is my user-name.   This is the thread http://www.cruisersforum.com/forums/f109/completely-overwhelmed-96033.html  that has been so controversial. It started as a very innocent question in which I was inquiring about how to choose the right boat.  It has since blossomed. It can be intense and at times, emotionally charged both by supporters and naysayers,  having received over 22,000 page views and over 450 replies, and counting.  I sometimes have to ignore the thread and step away for a moment as not to add too much fuel to the fire when defending myself against personal attacks.  For some reason choosing the right boat is a “hot button” topic.

Here is the original post that got everyone going.

I’ve been in the real estate investment business for over 13 years and I’ve
NEVER had as much confusion buying a house
as I am having with choosing a potential boat. I’m very frustrated at this
point. There are so many variables and maybe too many choices. One discovery
leads to more research which
then leads to another discovery and I feel like I could spend another 3 years on
without ever having viewed a damn thing. I wish that I had the luxury of buying small amd
upgrading with experience to learn my real needs, but I just don’t. The reality
is that I need to purchase a
boat as a liveaboard
at a marina for a while and I have 5 kids. I do have a
small condo that we will also use, but neither full time. I don’t want to choose
the wrong boat, but there are just so many variables.
I can’t even figure
out what I should be looking at. I have been at this since the summer. Every
time I narrow it down somewhat, I realize that I have missed something or wrong
about something. I must be doing something wrong here. There has to be a better
way to figure this out. Maybe I need the assistance of a yacht broker. I have
spoken to a few, but it seems that they just push what they are trying to sell,
not necessarily what I need.
I know that I am going to do this come hell or
high water, even if it
means purchasing
the wrong boat, but it sure would be nice to get the right one. We are so
excited about the lifestyle and I am eager to sell my house to achieve it, but I
don’t want to do that until I have found the boat.
The forums bring
both support and naysay, but mostly a bunch of different opinion, which is
great. That’s what I need, but sometimes, that too brings more confusion, when
one person says yes you can, while the other is saying your nuts.
upgrading with time, has anyone been in a similar situation starting with no
experience. How did you decide?

Now, there are many folks who discuss choosing a boat every day on boating forums with no problem.  I’m not sure why my thread was so controversial.  Maybe because I have 5 kids who will be living aboard???

But, the ultimate question is how does one choose the right boat?

To be continued…

Warning: Ninja Cat Aboard

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Here is one of the great unknowns.  What to do with Sassy, and “Harley the Ninja Cat”.

We have had both cats for quite some time now.  Harley was first purchased because I found a mouse in the house one day, and that was that.  Now, Sassy on the other hand, is a Siamese cat.  I had always wanted a Siamese cat as a child.  She isn’t good for much of anything except accenting the decor.  But, we love her just the same.


The problem is the two cats do not play nice together.  It’s mostly Harley being way too rough with Sassy, but what can you expect from a Ninja cat?  Harley actually started the first 2 years of his life as an indoor cat in our home.  Keeping him inside was an impossible task.  He was born to be wild.  The live free or die cat.  He would sit by the door just waiting for an unsuspecting kid to open and then pounce with a vengeance,  knocking the startled kid with feet sprawling through the air and straight to the floor.  We spent countless hours up and down the street and under cars, hollering the cats name, like a bunch of lunatics. The neighbors must have thought we had all gone mad.  Then finally, after one long day of cleaning up broken dishes and paperwork scattered all over the floor from Harley racing around like a madcat, fed up with being trapped, I said, “The hell with it, let him out.”  That was the best decision for him I had ever made.  From that point, it was all Ninja.

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Harley is our exterminator, silent but deadly, an invisible assassin.





You will have a tough time finding a mouse, chipmunk, squirrel or any other small rodent around the perimeter of our house… alive anyway.  Dead animals in the walkway is a daily event.  He is also amazing an amazing bird sniper.



These are real photos taken from our yard.   bird

Gross, I know.  We have to deal with this

kind of carnage constantly.  But, this is the

life when your cat is a ninja.

There was a chipmunk out there today.

The kids report that it was decapitated.


Despite the fact that we live in the city, last year we had this nasty coyote problem.  The pack was frequenting our backyard nightly.   There were regular coyote sightings of the deadly scavengers trotting down main streets throughout our area and even a coyote captured on video right downtown.  Neighbors were reporting cats being dragged away and all of the usual strays had disappeared.  A small child was even attacked while in his stroller, with the caregiver.  We thought for sure Harley would be a goner.  Had he finally met his match?   At night, you could hear his screeches and snarls as he rustled and battled the carnivorous beasts.  It was a nerve wracking time for our family.  Waking up every morning and calling his name to see if he was still here.

Then one day, he came galloping down the path near our driveway with a coyote head in his mouth.  Just kidding….Ha, Ha, Ha.  Made that part up 🙂  But, seriously, some days I really thought it would end that way.  But, nonetheless, even those coyotes were no match for our Ninja Cat.

But, back to the problem at hand.   How could one take a born to be wild, ninja cat and confine him to the encapsulating constraints of life aboard.  Trapping him within the interior of the boat would be a but a mere impossibility.  Then, there is the risk that he could wander onto someone else’s boat, and unknowingly  be sailed away.  There is also the risk of him wandering astray at a port.

Our family would be heartbroken to have to find a home for our beloved Ninja Cat.  There must be some good solution to this problem.  I will really have to put my thinking cap on for this one.