It's mid-morning on Christmas Day. We’ve unwrapped our presents and we're in the living room playing a Wii game Mum gave me.



The door bell rings. I sprint to open it. My brother, Callum, and his wife, Casey are standing on the doorstep.


"Merry Christmas!" Callum calls. He is holding a huge basket in one hand. He gently places it on the floor. "We've brought our cat, Mo with us." He opens the lid of the basket to reveal a ginger kitten.


"Aww!" Gemma-Rose sighs. "He's so cute!" We've never met Mo before.

Casey picks Mo up and passes him to Gemma-Rose so she can have a cuddle. A grin spreads across Gemma-Rose's face. She loves animals.


Mo is excited to be in a new place. As soon as Gemma-Rose (reluctantly) puts him on the ground, he rushes off to explore. Soon he discovers our three cats, Sammy, Jenny and Poppy.



He approaches them carefully. They're over twice the size of him. Sammy takes one look at him and bolts. Poppy and Jenny follow suit. For some reason, they're terrified of Mo.


Mo spots some fairy wrens through the window and jumps onto the windowsill to watch them. The birds fascinate him, and he doesn't move for ages.


"He's so cute!" Gemma-Rose says again. Casey smiles.


Eventually, we leave Mo so that we can have Christmas dinner. He doesn't move the whole time we're eating.



After Christmas dinner, we all head back into the living room. I settle down in an armchair to do some colouring in.



Mo pads into the room and looks around. He approaches my seat and looks up at my lap. His muscles bunch up, and he jumps onto my lap. He loses no time in making himself comfy. Soon he's fast asleep.


Through the course of the afternoon, Mo sleeps on nearly everyone's lap. We all get a turn at holding him.

I pull out my camera and take a few photos of him. He is photogenic and isn't bothered by the clicking of my camera's shutter.



By the evening, Mo has woken up and is wanting to play. Gemma-Rose teases him with a piece of curling ribbon, waving it in front of his face. Mo leaps and pounces around the room, trying to catch it.


 Mo's energy starts to wear out. He yawns.

"We'd better let him have a rest," Casey decides, scooping Mo up into her arms. Gemma-Rose's face falls, but she doesn't complain.


It's late when Callum and Casey take Mo home. We all wave goodbye. It's been an amazing Christmas Day.

Merry Christmas! Did you have a good Christmas? How did you celebrate?