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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...

Day 150 of My Captivity:

How can you carry a grudge? Because, that is what they say when someone harbours a grievance, they carry a grudge, but it is another daft piece of the English Language. Honestly, speaking as a Cat, how did English become the most widely used language in the world when it is so obscure?

There is no way that a Cat would carry a grudge, we just don't have the pockets or the temperament.

Don't get me wrong I have tried to carry a grudge because there are so many things and people who get under my skin, oops another weird saying, as if people could actually get under one's skin, but then that is probably a saying that is slightly less obscure than the grudge business. It probably dates back to when people were not so clean and things actually got under their skin, like me you are probably shuddering at that thought.

Thinking of all of those old itchy people, scratching their way through life, is enough to make your skin crawl. Still society must have been more democratic back, then when all of the population was scratching together.

Just imagine having an audience with a King and coming away with more than you bargained for in the way of skin complaints. Henry the Eighth was big on giving his subjects more than they bargained for in the way of little gifts. In terms of diseases he was definitely a King among men, and more to the point women for that matter.