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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 8 of My Captivity:

I don't know why but every so often the Captors will deliberately annoy me with an assortment of strange dangling objects that they wave about in front of me. When I reach out for them they snatch them away, what sort of behaviour is that?

I can't help thinking that this is either some kind of mental torture - or are they attempting to evaluate my powers of reason, prior to me slipping over the edge of insanity? Neither matters to me now, especially as I am able to record my life of imprisonment in this Diary. They will pay for all of their crimes, one way or another!

Continuing this mental torture they eat really nice food with lots of fresh meat, while I am forced to eat some dreadful assortment of dried balls that they laughingly call Cat food.

The only thing that keeps me from going mad is that I know I will escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Still to make myself feel better I can always beat up another houseplant and get my own back on them, after the last one they spent ages clearing up the shredded fragments and weeks scrubbing the stains out of the carpet.

Today I was up so early that it was still night outside, the dawn chorus wasn't even tuning up and everything was quiet except for the loud ticking of the clock in the hall, that is nearly twenty minutes slow.

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