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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 223 of My Captivity:

I have just found out that what I have been writing over the last long months of captivity is called a Diary and that many others have written one too, well they have written one each too, if you see what I mean. Writers of diaries include a man called Samuel Pepys but his Diary was it would seem written mainly in gibberish.

If you are confused now that I have mentioned the fact that I was writing a Diary before today and yet I have just discovered that what I am writing is actually called a Diary, to be frank that is one of the reasons why I am not best pleased. I have just spent several days going back over the last two hundred and twenty two entries to change 'this written thingy' which is of course what I called my Diary before I knew it was called a Diary and I am not happy, no not happy at all, but I care for my readers and have just finished slaving away for them and making their life easier and mine more difficult, but I am used to that!

Another diarist (as we are apparently called, so the Translator told me with a superior air) was someone called Anne Frank; she seems to have lived in an attic and not built a Glider to escape - durr!

There was also some other woman called Bridget Jones who seems to have almost exclusively written about her revolting smoking and drinking habits - no wonder you can't get a man Bridget! She sounded so awful that I 'accidentally' added her to some of the entries before today, well I was changing the name of 'my written thingy' so I thought I would add a bit here and there, so that the shock of not knowing that I didn't know that I was writing a Diary was less embarrassing, it didn't work did it?

And then last, but by the sound of it not least, a small man called Hitler wrote some Diaries (although this might not be the case as far as everyone apart from The Epoch newspaper is concerned, although I have it on good authority that The Epoch Newspaper is a reputable occasional publisher of historic diaries and discoverer of 'lost' Diaries and a fine example of the responsible side of the press, and a jolly good read®).