Poor Monty was not designed for the UK.  One of his favourite pastimes is trying to hide, only, he just doesn’t camouflage.  One day he jumped half way up a silver birch tree when I was trying to get him in for dinner.  He looked like a carrot in an ice bucket.  Sometimes, he tries to catch birds and thinks that by hiding in green grass, he is really sly.  Unlucky.

Anyway, today he has found a solution.  He camouflages beautifully on the epic hall carpet, which is a replica of Van Gogh’s Starry Night, in delicate shades of green, orange and brown.  He is very pleased.