Karl’s mum bought me a cat book for Christmas. The Cat Who Came in from the Cold by Deric Longden, to be precise. I must admit, I started it with a little trepidation. Just because I like cats does not automatically mean I like everything to do with cats. However, the book was great, and I went on to demand Enough To Make A Cat Laugh for my birthday, buying Paws in the Proceedings myself (also by Longden). Anyway, after having sped through those, I was desperate for a new cat book to read. Yes, I am that sad.
I did a bit of a searching and came across “Under the Paw: Confessions of a Cat Man” by Tom Cox. I ordered it using the gift voucher my brother (Kris) gave me for my birthday, and it finally arrived a couple of weeks ago. Given that I only read a few pages a night to get me off to sleep, I’ve only just finished it. Aside from the desire to leave Karl, run away to find this chap and usurp his current girlfriend so that we can share our obvious mutual cat love (he has SIX cats!) — about which I’m obviously kidding, I love Karl very much — I couldn’t get over how funny I found the whole thing. I just couldn’t help but nod along to the majority of it (although I questioned the author’s sanity in taking on six cats, really.)
Unfortunately, Cox doesn’t seem to have published a second cat book, but upon browsing his (rather crap, sorry) website I discovered that he does blog. Not only that, he blogs about cats. He blogs about his own cats, and other people’s cats. How frickin’ cool is that?! (Please, that question needn’t be answered ;) )




My name is Jem, & I once told the world I'd never become a "mommy blogger" ... then I had a baby. Now I talk about boobs and poo and other inane mummy stuff. 



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