I don’t really like the word efficient, because it usually means that we do something less nice instead, but when you are on a long term space journey like ours I guess you have to conserve water.
On one of our space journeys we ran out of water so we couldn’t even use the hydro-misters anymore. Timpa hid in the cockpit the whole time refusing to come out until we landed back on Jörg. He said it was to make “complex navigational computations”, but I know it was really because he doesn’t like for other Jörgs to see him when his fur has not been properly groomed. I think I have to go now. My eyes are feeling really heavy, we’re still a few weeks aways so I guess I can sleep a little more. Tikka, in case I oversleep, please, please wake me up before the others. I’ll cough up hairball if I’m not the first to see the new planet.