Fartsalot is a feral cat who has lived many lives, only one of which has
brought him much joy. Ever since 9/11, he's fought desperately to
reunite with what remains of his human family. He worries his remaining
lives won't fare much better than the last few. When he's maimed by a
motorcycle on his birthday, he's convinced his remaining birthdays will
be more of the same, or worse. Nothing solidifies that more than when he
prays for a miracle and gets a huge, mysterious creature who may or may
not want him dead instead. Will this especially difficult scenario lead
him to more misery, or will he learn that his weapon of last resort
could lead to a better life?