The world held its breath as JFKat, the boldest leader of the feline world, stood upon the highest bookshelf in the Oval Pawffice. His whiskers twitched as he addressed the nation.

“We choose to go to the Moon," he declared, "because we have spent far too many nights meowing at it from our windowsills.”

The crowd erupted in applause. Inspired by his words, a group of elite space cats began training immediately—practicing zero-gravity flips, chasing floating kibble, and sleeping in inconvenient places inside the spacecraft.