Travelogue Mode
Welcome to The Cat's World!
Fireworks in The Cat's World

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 72 of My Captivity:

The Police were here today, yes I am back at the prison again apparently they found traces of Dynamite in what was left of the garage, mmmh Dynamite, where have I heard that word before?

The Police Inspector who seemed to do most of the talking surrounded by a Sergeant and two Police Officers, asked the Captors if they kept any chemicals in the utility room and in particular in the end cupboard next to the back door? Mmmh I didn't like where this questioning was leading? The Captors looked mystified which seems to be a sort of constant look that they have these days.The Police Inspector went on to say that they think that the source of the explosion could have been either a gas leak or a crude Weed killer and Sugar bomb, oh dear, how did they work that out? Or indeed Dynamite, he then asked the Captors again if they stored dynamite in the cupboard in question.

No! They quickly said, never! This was getting a little worrying, how could anyone tell what was in a cupboard that was now just so many bits of burnt wood mixed in a pile of rubble?

Worse was to come though because the Police Inspector seemed convinced that there had been Dynamite stored in the cupboard, he asked the Captors if they had a licence to store and use Dynamite, as if he hadn't heard or understood that they didn't know anything about any Dynamite in the cupboard.

Hang on, Dynamite, I have a feeling that if they were to ask me about the stuff then I wouldn't look as innocent as the Captors had, in fact I may start sweating and wriggling uncomfortably. Wait, sweating and Dynamite, where have I heard those two words in the same sentence before.


// Cookie banner - Begin // Cookie banner - End