Bat Cat: Part the First

I am Bat Cat. Yes—Bruce Wayne's mansion kitteh. On cold nights I slip thru the cat door into the basement and curl up on the hot, ticking hood of the Bat Mobile. Cat Woman and I have a "thing" for each other, as you might well imagine. Robin, however, pinches me and pulls my tail when no one is looking. And Alfred Pennyworth has chased me with a broom on more than one occasion.

I wear a little cape that allows me to sail long distances when I jump off of tall perches. I then land on Bad Guys' heads and shred them silly. Also, my purrs have a narcotic effect on criminals, lulling them into hypnagogic incapacitation until Bat Man is able to bash their brains in with the Baterang. I am friends with the mice and all furry brothers, and I wander each night in search of other Bat Things.