Monty is... possessed!
He is fine, really totally well-behaved ALL DAY. He has never done a naughty.
but at 3am to 4 am he turns into something..... WEIRD.
He dances sideways with his fur on end.
He attacks walls.
He jumps on my face.
He collects my socks and leaves them in a pile under my bed. WHO IS HE SACRIFICING TO? The great SOCK god?
He suddenly howls, accompanied by intermittent biting of my ears or eyes or nose or smacking me in the mouth.
He runs up curtains.
Then he curls up and starts purring and looking cute...
but if you don't believe me, here is visual evidence to prove his rather.. um... demonic behaviour....