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Able had an opposite number, a fellow black cat who was an exact
opposite in each and every way. He was the guardian of similar
weapons that belonged to his masters who had...
Able had an opposite number, a fellow black cat who was an exact opposite in each and every way. He was the guardian of similar weapons that belonged to his masters who had a different belief, communism. A direct challenge from the East to the capitalist West, he was called Archer. Archer was a very pernicious cat full of moods, ranging from petulant to downright angry. He always expected to get his own way but one time soon he wouldnt, with bad consequences for all involved. What would the end result be? He didnt know as he guarded an SS20 missile site. Hed already caught three NATO mice over a two-day period. Not a single secret had been stolen. It looked like NATO was planning something against the East but what a recon or full-scale war? Archer had to find out, not a single cornered captured mouse had spilled the beans, all died in silence and then he had eaten their still warm corpses. A scant meal considering what was hanging overhead.
Comrade cat Archer good work with the vermin mice. Here's a dish of our finest vodka, congratulated a soldier of the Nuclear Missile Troops. Archer wasnt as posh a pussycat as her Western counterpart Able. His coat was at best functional, none of the high glossy sheen nor brushed daily nor was she fed tuna fish twice per week nor allowed to sleep in the Enlisted Airman's mess when the weather was bad. No, Archer slept under a TEL (Transporter Erector Launcher) that transported the deadly state of the art SS20 missiles. That was her home in early/mid November 1983 in a time when our world came close to World War3. Not since the Cuban Missile Crisis had the world been pushed to the edge, it was all a matter of pussycats catching mice.
Archer the black communist pussycat was wondering when war would come. What form would it take? NATO could only send over so many recon mice to filch our secrets. When would the mice stop and missiles and bombs fall? Of course, we wouldnt start the Third World War because we're the good guys who want to co-exist and be left alone. We'd have to catch an enemy mouse and make him talk but how do we do that? Every mouse that crossed the wire was spotted and caught, not one talked. That had to change. Almost silent rumours circulated of one of our Soviet spy mice being caught and talking, was it true? If so the communist ideal was under threat by the capitalist mice spies and guard pussycats. What were our leaders going to do about it?