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....
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PATCHES DOES THE SAME THING AS WELL AS DID MUNCHKIN.
ITS WHAT WE CALL THEIR FUNNY FIVE MINUTES OF COMPLETELY DAFT BEHAVOUIR. THEE IS NO RHYME OR REASON FOR IT.
ITS PROBABLY NOT THE SOCK GOD, BUT I EXPECT MONTY IS A LITTLE BIT SOLEFUL.
HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND.
Hi, Simoney. Thanks for the visit. I read your profile and noted that you like to talk about poo. Does that explain why you like Gone with the Wind? Can`t fault you for The Grren Mile and The Shawshank Redemption though.
OK Green !
hullo John,
Wind... poo.... it's all the same thing! Keep up the golf/flog!
Monty is not possessed. He is just a normal cat-thing-me and my sister and brother do exactly the same thing. Its just our little habits which are cuter in the middle of the night. I like to talk to the wall, generally at night. Molly yowls at the letter box and stares at the floor making hunting noises. Denny is the worst though-at approximately 4.34am, he jumps onto my bed, sticks his paw into Staff's ear and licks her eyelids. this means he is (a) bored (b) hungry (c) bored and hungry.
At approximately 4.47, Molly and I are so fed up with the noises Denny is making that we join in. At 5.04 Staff the bedroom door is shut and we find ourselves on the other side of it to Staff.
I've resorted to one of those light-blocking eye masks and a pair of ear plugs at night. Monty is getting better, but he still thinks it's fun to leap on me and wake me up so he can play fetch. He will keep bringing things onto my bed for me to play with until eventually he gets locked in the bathroom where his poo tray is.
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