Cat Central

Welcome to the mildly fictional online journal of… me! That’s right. You don’t know who I am, but never fear – you’ll have me figured out soon enough, especially if you’re up for a rollicking ride through my inner landscape, with continual deviations through the many-layered mountain ranges of my mind.

First things first, though. You’re probably wondering what my name is. Well, I’m not going to tell you. Why not, you ask? Because that’ll take away all the mystique. You may refer to me simply as Cat III. Cats I and II are my cantankerous Burmese babies, Hyphen and Comma.

If you’re reading between the lines, you’ll have been able to deduce at least two things about me – that I’m into my feline familiars, and that I love a good bit of punctuation. It does depend on what time of night it is, but most of the time, I’m very keen on punctuating with aplomb.

So, Cat III is my name. And yours?

Don’t answer that, actually. I really don’t need to know. In fact, my whole rationale for journalling here revolves around having an audience that’s vast and impersonal, like the void of space. If I wanted to share my innermost musings with a real person, I’d just have a garden variety conversation, wouldn’t I?

Or would I? It’s hard to say, when you spend as much time as I do in the company of cats. I’m honestly not sure I know how I’d respond, faced with the opportunity for face-to-face exchange with non-whiskered face.  I’d like to think I’d do just fine, but in reality I have no idea how I’d go.

Anyway, that’s the story of how I’ve come to be here in my little online castle, spouting off at the fingertips about all manner of mundane mishaps. Have fun figuring out what really happened, and what’s a figment of my imagination. In the meantime, I wish you a lovely day. May many cats cross your path!