From Monty and it’s all about the She Human.

As the year gets towards Crissmus and the humans are getting excited shopping, wrapping up presents (hopefully for me) and putting up the Crissmus tree (that I am not allowed to climb) I see that humans like to do a sort of review of their year and put it in their Crissmas cards.

We have had a strange year here at Chateau Mont but it has ended very well. Firstly a little background.

The She Human has been very ill. She got something the humans call can-sir and the human vets have been very busy with her. Fortunately the can-sir she got is one that the human vets can work on very well. She had a big operayshun back in January and then some further treetments called radiotherapy and keemotherapy. I must point out here that can-sir is nothing to do with the sir-keer she talks about a lot.

She was a bit nervous about these treetments, especially the keemotherapy because that made her hair fall out. I don’t know what it is with humans, but she never stops moaning about her hair and how awful it is, but when she had an opportunity to get rid of it, she cried. Humans are strange. She kept herself occupied buying wigs off the internet and had a lot of fun doing that.

Me and the He Human were kept very busy looking after her and making sure she didn’t get on the internet spending too much of the human money on wigs. The He Human has been on chief nurse duties. Making sure the She Human got to hospital for her operayshun and treetments. The She Human is a bit like me, she doesn’t like going to the human vets. She will, however, pick me up, imprison me in a box, take me in the human car and then take me into the vets to submit me to all sorts of ordeals and indignities. ‘It’s all right for you Mont’, she says. ‘If you kick or bite or scratch, it’s because you are a cat. If I was kicking, biting or scratching, I would be arrested’. Hopefully she will be a bit more sympathetic from now on.

I have been in charge of morale, making sure she gets her rests and cheering her up. I have told her that I have been told by the human vets that it is very good therapy to feed me my biscuits and have made sure she ordered lots.

She is now through her treetments and has been told by the human vets that she is very well and not to bother them again until March when they give her a checkup (and nag her about losing some weight). She is very pleased about this because it’s been hard work getting over to the human vet house and she is looking forward to doing more normal things. She cannot speak highly enough of the hospital and the NHS and says she was very well taken care of but one can have too much of a good thing at times.

She will have a bit of time to recuperate on the advice of the human vets and we both hope to have lots of nice snoozes on the bed in the afternoons for a while yet.

Wishing all our readers a very happy Christmas and like the hep cats in the main picture, I am getting ready to party.

Monty and his humans