Suddenly, his attention was drawn to the corner of the room, where something was giving off a dull glint in the late afternoon sunlight. Bob walked over, picked it up and blew a heavy layer of dust off it, which made him cough. It was a magic lamp! Bob reached out and rubbed it. Ever so slowly, blue smoke started to curl out the end. Bob sniffed the air...strangely, it smelled a bit like Whiskas. As if pushed by a giant hand, a huge plume of smoke now rushed out of the lamp, and in the midst of it Bob could see something taking shape and growing in size. Was it? Yes it was...it was the Cat from Katmandu!