Just stretching out for a bit of a snooze. All these fabulous Christmas pictures taken by Nicky, aged 14 move over Chris theres a new photographer on the block.
 

Of course Lizzie was feeling sleepy too �.
 

And then after Chris stopped mauling me I just needed a bit of a rest on the deck
 

Hi Bob here on Christmas Day in New Zealand .
I�d just like to wish every one a happy Christmas .
Here I am after my enormous breakfast of bacon and eggs and 2 cups of tea .
 

More on Monty by Bob

Hi Bob here , Chris says I have to get on with this story so here goes .

Monty headed west and after a few days of roughing it found somewhere rather more cozy and warm for a nice sleep. Unfortunately for Monty her luck just ran out as she had in fact snuggled up in a renovated basement that was about to be sealed up.
For seven days Monty was trapped under the house, her night vision goggles gave out and although she had plenty to say about it and was feeling rather weak and VERY thirsty nobody came to her rescue .
Then there was some banging and daylight but Monty was too weak to make a run for it and found herself locked in a garage.
Mean time the owner of the house had gone off to the supermarket to get some cat food and while there looked through the hundreds of notices and found the one left by Monty’s people two weeks earlier .
Even though it was late he called them but they found it very difficult to understand the caller because English wasn’t his first language , possibly not even his second ! But he was very insistent so they got in the car dressed in their pajamas and drove half across town; and the rest as they say is history .

Word on the street is that Monty has not been going far from home after her 17 day adventure and has hung up her night vision goggles and disguise and is getting her GPS unit serviced.

Lady Penelope Montague (at home at last !)

Wow , what can I say but cool , hey wait a minute , that looks like Lizzie as the model , am I not good looking enough ? Arh yes, I forgot I am the one with brains .

Christmas is coming yipeeeee

Hi Bob here , just had to show you the Christmas tree that Chris and Reena made us !!

More on the Monty saga by Bob Ace reporter for Cat network news

Hi Bob here reporting .

When Monty woke from what seemed but a small sleep in some shrubs but which turned out to be almost the entire day she realised that progress had not been good thus far and so despite the nagging feeling of hunger she decided to wait till the cover of darkness was available and then make a push in the direction of home.

Unfortunately Montys GPS unit was failing and instead of going north she continued to go west.

That night it wasn’t long before she found herself faced with a major obstacle, otherwise known as Great South Road with a traffic volume according to Chris who claims to know such things of 31,600 vehicles per day . Hell that’s only a vehicle every three seconds on average so there should be plenty of time for Monty to cross the six lanes .
Monty had failed her paper in “Risk Assessment” at cat danger school otherwise she would also have realised the weakness of my recent calculations.

But as luck would have it there are in fact less cars at night so with that casual air that we cats are able to display while traveling at something approaching the speed of sound Monty looked both ways (not) and then in a blur found herself safely on the other side .

The story continues by Bob

Hi Bob here for Cat Network News, humble apologies for the break in transmission , this was due to a technical fault with my web surf Chris, who says and I’m not sure I believe this , he was working on his Christmas letter… sure buddy , priorities priorities .

So Ok Monty’s in the McDuck , time to look pathetic and under-fed.
Success and so a pleasant evening was had eating burger filling , yes cheese is an acceptable cat food.
Then it was away, don the disguise, pick up the equipment and forge on with the search for home ( I know it's here somewhere) .
Meanwhile Monty’s people arrive back from their trip to the news that there has been a break-out at the cat hotel. There begins a street search , they rope in their friends , they put up posters, they visit the local vet , they put up a tiny notice in the supermarket , they visit the SPCA , the Council , but no sign .

Meanwhile Monty has crossed one of the busiest roads in the city, her cat GPS has let her down badly at this point and she’s heading west , home is actually 20km north and on the other side of a harbour ……