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Champ, the reluctant leader of a misfit gang of feral cats, faces an enormous challenge when the vengeful Radomir Rat returns to settle and old score. Champ’s father kicked the rat out of Clunky Bottom Camp. For years, Radomir lived in a cold wet cave. But now he will have his revenge.

Champ needs to protect the Clunky Bottom Cats. However, he feels unsure and scared most of the time, not at all like his brave father.

If only Champ could lean on his friends …

• Madame la Fleur, the failed cat-res of both stage and cinema.
• Eva Blue, the book-loving tabby who doesn’t see the plot twist coming.
• And Dippy who believes he can fly.

It will take a Meow-ssion Impossible to stay alive.

Can this quirky cat crew band together and outsmart Radomir’s devious plans? Or will they fall prey to the evil Russian rat?

Oh! There’s also an unfortunate mishap with the poop-tunias … But you’ll have to discover that for yourself.

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Excerpt

He still kept a wakeful eye on the forest. In time, the going got a little tougher and he had to cross a small stream. He hated
water. Especially when it was wet.

Champ’s gaze swept downstream. Then upstream.

Aha! He spotted a few rocks cutting across the water. Rushing towards them, he remembered that rocks can be deceptive. Sometimes when they are covered with moss they can be slippery.

Champ studied the rocks carefully. “Seems fine,” he purred.“One less thing to worry about.”

He took a guess at the distance to the other side. Three jumps.

That was all it would take to cross the stream safely. Kitten’s play, he thought.

Champ’s jaw tightened. He pushed back his shoulders. Steadied his stance.

AND SHOT FORWARD!

The air rushed through his coat.

He made it safely to the first rock.

And the second.

But just as his paws touched down on the third rock, they slipped on a patch of black moss. Champ let out a terrifying MEOW!

He tumbled head over tail. His insides knotted around his heart. And his first two lives flashed before his eyes.

SPLASH!

He landed in the stream.

On his feet, like cats always do.

Champ stared down at the shallow water. Dazed. Confused. It took a moment for him to realise he was okay. Only his paws and the tip of his tail were wet.

“Catnippit!” he hissed. He gingerly made his way out of the stream, grumbling with embarrassment. On the embankment, he licked his paws and shook his tail. Then he remembered he was still on a mission … Mission: Save Dippy, that stupid cat.

The thought had barely occurred to him when Champ heard a voice crying out.

“I’M GOING TO FLY!”

Champ’s head snapped back.

There was Dippy … standing on the edge of a cliff. Was he holding something in each front paw? Champ couldn’t make out what it was. But he sprang to action. He took to the rocky hill like a pro.

Higher and higher he climbed.

“Dippy, step back. Don’t do it!” cried Champ as he made his way closer to his friend.

Dippy waved his arms. “F-L-Y-Y-Y!” he roared.