If you have come here by accident please don't leave because you are in for a real treat. You have arrived at the home page of my www - wickedly wonderful website.
I am The Cat by the way and if you like to laugh and have fun then this is the place for you!
It gives me great pleasure to say that this www - wickedly wonderful website of mine is really becoming a world that I can properly welcome you to. You may have noticed that my amazingly popular website has grown just a little and that is because now I have added my latest masterpiece of feline literature to it "The Cat's Travelogue."
If you let your mouse hover over the bit of the page above that looks more like a peeling bit of wallpaper and then click you will be whisked to a completely new section of my dual mode website and I know you are going to love it as much as you love the original. P.S. The mouse is the thing in your hand, if you are using a trackpad I admire you!
Here you can read a little from my wonderful book "Getting Out - Excerpts From A Cat's Diary," either using a sneak peek of the first 20 or so pages or indeed every day when we show first couple of paragraphs of a different excerpt from what has been described not only by me as 'a work of pure genius.'
Just look at the Reviews page for what people have been kind enough to say, without being forced or paid of course! People can be really nice sometimes or is it just my readers, and I bring out the best in them? Probably!
If you want to sample my wonderful book you can download the first 20 pages here or read on for today's Excerpt of The Day...
At around what would usually be 'Coffee morning time' in the cul-de-sac on a normal day, though not being a 'normal' day in what hasn't actually been a 'normal' week and consequently this moment today was probably more likely to be time for a 'Dry Sherry time' instead of Coffee morning time, if you see what I mean, among the neighbourhoods' middle aged ladies, the power came back on.
In our the house there were all sorts of odd little noises, which accompanied the return of the electricity, as it flowed back into the house and whizzed through the wiring.
In the kitchen both the freezer and the fridge clunked and then whirred back to life, oddly the kitchen clock didn't react to the sudden resumption of the power which drove it immediately, and when it did react the thin red second hand started to stutter and then confidently tick off the seconds recording the time since the power had awoken it.
I have to say that I thought that the second hand's confidence was just a little misplaced, because instead of doing what it had done for every second of its former life, now it was ticking backwards.
I decided that it could be forgiven for that little misdemeanour because the minute hand was also having some identity problems of it's own, and it was beginning to move in the right direction but at the speed of the second hand. Which left the poor and obviously completely confused hour hand frozen in the place where it had stopped earlier, I presume that it was just too worried to commit itself to any action which might have made it look as insane as its companions!