He's a demon true enough, but very affectionate one. He's also a rabbit catcher, dad used to moan that Monty had only ever left him the ears on the lawn. The other night he was so stuffed with a rabbit (we suspect) that he couldn't move.
He's a funny cat - you can't touch him when he's in the cherry tree, no man or beast is safe. If you reach up he'll swat you. When I take him to the vets for his yearly check up they ask us if we brush his teeth as they are so shiny - we puh huh hah and say you must be bonkers - we'd have no hands left. It takes 3 of us to worm him, and the yearly vet run means I have to listen to him yowling the word 'orrible, orrible orrible' all the way there and back. Woe betide ANY dog who sniffs his cage.
But he's still a cutey.