Us writers are used to rejection and that special feeling of suspended hope when you enter the National Poetry Competition or submit to an august journal and are waiting with baited breath for the good and the great to acknowledge your mutual good and greatness. For years I didn’t send much out anywhere and when I did people often said yes, but the more things you apply for the more you get used to getting knocked back from time to time. So, I thought I would be prepared for anything. But I can tell you, the fact that Alicante Adolf has NOT been accepted (yet – see how the hope lives on until it’s absolutely futile) on the Cats That Look Like Hitler website has knocked me sideways! You think I’m joking? I was devastated. Evil Fred first sent me the link to this rather fine site. So imagine my excitement, while on a writing retreat with Poodle in the mountains up above Benidorm, when I discovered this feisty little furrhrer. Well, at least he’s behind bars was Poodle’s comment, which just goes to show how incredibly like Hitler he really is. Ha.

Unfortunately, my new Nokia is inferior to the last one (more megapixels, lots of camerashake) so picture quality is crap. The website does warn that blurry pics may not make the final cut. Yeah, well quality-schmality – there’s no feral furrhrers on CTLLH – it’s all ‘Harlequin as owned by Minxibelle in Ohio’ and you can see they’ve had ages to set up a perfect shot with their little moggy posing in their arms. And how many of them have actually got a parting (okay, it’s a centre parting, but let’s not quibble)? Yes, I’m bitter. But who wouldn’t be? AND Alicante Adolf looks evil, which is more than I can say for some of the simpering pretenders on show (notwithstanding Claude who I adore). Much as I’d like to despise CTLLH I can’t. I’ve now become the saddest loser on the block and am obsessed with finding another kitler. Or forcing CTLLH to accept Alicante Adolf by bombarding them with the photo day in day out and sending pleading emails. I am now the stinky kid that didn’t get invited to the perfect/prettiest/richest girl in the school’s party and hangs around outside the mansion window looking in wistfully at all the other children playing pass the parcel. Actually, no, I forgot, BlagLady would never be a member of any club that would put her on the VIP guest list. In fact CTLLH are NOTHING in comparison to Cats that REALLY look like Hitler. Alicante Adolf is the don. Don’t you agree?