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...
The aftermath of a 'major incident,' to give it the title that the Police like to use, wasn't unlike some of the other 'major incidents' that I have been in. As usual the Police seemed to outnumber all of the other experts and workmen put together and speculation dripped from the mouths of all present.
Well I think that it was speculation, which was rife outside, I can, I have to say, lip read after a fashion and that was the only way I was getting any information.
The Human Captors had got back late last night, long after my nap had turned into a rather long and deep sleep. They had expected I should think, a relaxing evening in front of the television, but instead had been treated to the Parrot caused devastation.
The Parrot had obviously been unglued from his perch and as far as I could tell had been imprisoned in his cage, but I couldn't tell if he had been washed because the cage had been covered with a large cloth, still I knew he was in the cage because it was shaking, the shaking was interesting, for ages as I watched the cloth over the cage just vibrate and then all of a sudden it would shake violently and the violent shaking would be accompanied by a crazed squawking of the word 'bang.'
Other people's suffering has never really interested me that much and try as I might to empathise with the Parrot's distress and pain I just couldn't share it.
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