‘At midnight’s strike as all lie sleeping, comes a figure crawling, creeping …’ And so begins the night-time adventures of Grandma’s cat, a sly black feline on the hunt (when they should be tucked up in bed) only to become the hunted, before reuniting with their witchy owner (if cats have owners – methinks not!). This pussycat is proud, he is fleet of foot, he holds his head high as he makes his way through the dark, past hidden dangers and watchful creatures, on his way to his eventual haven.

A somewhat creepy tale, reminiscent of Meg and Mog, perfect for reading aloud in a quiet and spooky (but not scary) voice, this brave kitty will delight, even on the darkest of nights. For ages 2+. (And for everyone on All Hallows’ Eve.)