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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 147 of My Captivity:

Today we were treated to a little family gathering; the house was full of a vast assortment of rejects, suspicious characters, shoplifters, pickpockets, crooks and murderously ugly Humans, or to give them their proper name the Human's extended family. In fact the house was so tightly packed with these dreadful people that the whole noisy affair seemed like a political party's convention.

The main event apparently was a celebration of the fact that little Clarence, a distant, though in my opinion not distant enough, cousin, had passed some sort of exam to do with squeezing ear splitting notes out of an Oboe!

I have to say here and now that Clarence and the Oboe did have an affinity, they were uncannily alike, wooden, jaundiced and very tall and skinny, in fact when Clarence stood behind the Oboe it was as if they were one because Clarence was so skinny that he almost disappeared, apart from a pair of skinny legs oddly protruding out of the bottom of the instrument.

It's a shame that the disappearance was just an optical illusion, because he began playing the dreadful instrument while standing behind it, this was very off putting, the noise was awful and the fact, that it appeared to be coming from a wooden instrument with unnaturally skinny legs was bizarre to say the least.

Clarence's Mother clapped her hands with such force that the entire noisy gathering abruptly stopped nattering, arguing, trading punches and shouting and even the young children stopped running around and stealing things that hadn't either been hidden or nailed down.

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