Soon after, she added two pages, a door and an introduction from Queen Midnight, welcoming cats to the club. That's when she decided that if CLAW was a club, it should be run as a club, with elections, a newsletter, committees and so forth. By then CLAW had become large enough to move to its own domain. CLAW members cannot hold positions of leadership in CLAW without the BCC, and without passing the all-important When We Were Gods course, a study of feline life in ancient Egypt. All CLAW courses are run like human courses, with lectures, exams and caps and gowns at the degree ceremonies.
CLAW also features online theatre starring, yes, all cats.
A kitty version of Titanic was a huge success last year, and currently the seasonal 'Twas the Night before Christmas is getting rave reviews. A CLAW social committee oversees sending out birthday greetings, get-well cards and congratulation cards to cats who have clawed their way up another rung of the club's hierarchy. Cats start out as pages, become viscounts, dukes, duchesses, princes and princesses. On a less playful note, the club also devotes Web space to the Animal Rights Guild, pet rescue services, anti-cruelty services and even virtual adoption. One of CLAW's senior Canadian members is Alabaster, who lives in Ottawa with his meowmie, Moneca Price.