First you need to be very selective about the cat.  Our hangar cat, Conway
Kitty, thought he was a dog.  He wanted to be where the action was and would
follow you around like a puppy.  When we played Volleyball he would chase
balls, liked to play hide the cat and then would jump up to scare you.  He
was fine in the truck (never did any flying) and was only backed down by a
Great Dane.  I still have the scars where he climbed up my head.  I really
miss that cat.

Steve Colwell