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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 41 of My Captivity:

I found out something interesting today, which while it was interesting was also very sad. Everyone has a Dad, you know a Father, and most children whether they are Kids or Kittens know their fathers.

So I must be something of an exception to that rule! I remember my Mum rather well, I must have known her for quite a while before we undertook the great pet van escape, I even remember her tail disappearing down the embankment outside the motorway service station, what a fine tail she had, and I was not the only one to admire her tail I can tell you!

Yes Mum featured a lot in my early life; she was a cuddly, warm and kind person, always had a good word for everyone and although she had a terrible temper one didn't see it often, which was good, because when it began to bubble to the surface there was trouble brewing!

Mum taught me never to tell a lie and to sit up straight when chewing, how to cross a road (chance would be the finest thing) and most importantly to jump as I think I have said before.

But my Dad, he is a bit of an enigma and I don't mean a part of the code breakers machine. I look at it this way if one had no recollections of your Mum at least you could say that you had met her, even if it was only the one time, you know when you are born, but Dads can be a lot more elusive.