Siamese Cats

Love cats! But my favorite of all the cats are the noise Siamese. They just love to talk and some can be very talkative and some are also very loud. They walked into my life back in 1980 and have been the only kind I have owned since. I had one white 10 year old cat at the time and wanted to find one or two white kittens. Every ad in the paper was met with sorry they are gone.

One day we had walked into a pet store, again in hopes that just maybe they had a white kitten. There in the cage was 2 of the cutest little kittens. They looked like little clowns, with their fuzzy short coats and their adorable little points on the feet, tail, ears and on the face. Well, we thought they are close to white. They were only about 6 weeks old and were just brought in that morning. They had a Siamese mother and Siamese Persian mix father. Did not have the heart to buy one without the other. So now we were soon introduced to the world of Siamese.

Photo is of Freckles and Rascal (taken by me)

Rascal and Freckles

The friendliest of the kittens was Freckles. She had come to the front of the cage and I am sure it was a calculated maneuver to win us over! We actually walked out of the store and went on to do the shopping we had planned on doing in the store next door. Took our purchases back to the car and talked the situation over. White kittens is what we had wanted and free. But since our search had given us zero results, we had to analyze if we wanted to give up this opportunity to have the cutest little kittens around. To put a twist in the situation it was $25 for each kitten. From zero to 25 was definitely a price shock (this was 1980). My husband didn't have the heart to leave the other one there, so now it would be from zero to 50.

After thinking about the chance that we might regret not taking, as surely they would go fast, we headed back to the store. So off we go with 2 kittens in hand and on to our lives that would never be the same again.

On the way home I was looking at the points of one of them and noticed they were spotted. She was named Freckles, before we even arrived home with our precious cargo. It took us another day before we could come up with an appropriate name for the other kitten. After watching her play hard and then fall asleep sitting up, it seemed like the name Rascal just might fit her personality. We were right on this one, she was always getting into trouble.

Photo taken by me of Freckles when she was a kitten (our white cat is in the background)

Rascal

Rascal was the one that was hanging back in the cage at the pet store. She didn't have a lot to say, but you could tell she was scared. I am sure since they were only 6 weeks old and now they were taken from their mom, it would have to be scary for them. It was a Saturday and maybe they had customers throughout the day, but there was no one there when we entered the store both times. It would have been terrible if they had to have stayed there all weekend by themselves.

So heroes to the rescue! But tell me, who couldn't love such cute little faces? I lovingly refer to them as my clown cats. If you have ever lived with a Siamese, I am sure you could attest to their antics. They just never seem to grow up. Everything is a game. They are the alternative to owning a dog.

Photo taken by me of Rascal

Freckles and Rascal Getting Older

When Siamese kittens are born they are white. If they are seal or blue point their coat is a slight off white color. The lilac and chocolate points have the lighter color of white when born. Within a few days the outer tips of their ears start to take on color. It is quite fascinating to see their tiny little bodies to start taking on their point colors. They just become so adorable.

Most cats once they get past the little kitten stage they don't change much. They take on a look of a miniature adult cat. With the Siamese their coats are always changing. Even when they get older their masks cover more of their face. Their coat color will even get darker with time. Of course to the breeders this is not a plus. Siamese have a very short show cat career due to the fact that their coats change as they get older.

Photo taken by me of Freckles (on the left) and Rascal (they may have been 4 months old)

If you check out all the pictures of Freckles you can see her metamorphosis from being a kitten into an adult cat. It is hard to imagine how the transformation from white takes place. They are definitely the most fascinating of cats. Having raised a number of Siamese kittens from birth it is always a delight to see how they change.

Freckles went on to enter cat shows in the Household Category. She was maybe a bit reluctant to be there but she did love the attention and seemed to be one of the favorite for judges. They were always taken back by her coloring and those big blue eyes. If they petted her she would put on a show and got a great deal of laughs from everybody.

She had this thing for finding the people who really didn't care much for cats and would proceed to sit on their laps. I remember this one time, we had a visitor and he had sat down in a chair in our living room. Freckles got on his lap and planted two feet on each of his legs and just stood there. He had this funny look on his face and we told him he could get her off. Well for some reason he was terrified to even remove her. My husband went over and got her off of him. She had never done that to anyone before. She used to like to sit on my sister-in-law's lap and she wasn't very fond of cats. Maybe it was her quest in life to make people like cats!

Photo taken by me of Freckles as an adult

Rascal as an Adult

Rascal was always the character and the name suited her very well. If one of the cats was going to be in trouble it would be her. There was the night she decided to leave home and escaped out the front door as we were coming in. Don't know how she managed it, but then again it was late and maybe we weren't paying enough attention. We went right to bed and did not take cat inventory. The next morning I had got up and before doing anything I sat on a chair that was close to the front door. Soon I heard this banging on the door and meowing. I thought it sounded a lot like Rascal, but still did not notice she was MIA. Pretty aggressive cat banging on my door, so I looked out and there was Rascal. I let her in and she made a mad dash to the litter box. Oh yeah, indoor only cats think the only place they can go is in the box! Which is a plus if one escapes, they might just have to come home so they can go to the bathroom.

Then there was the time I had baked some loaves of french bread for my husband to take to work for a potluck the next day. As they were cooling on the counter she managed to get up there and take a few nibbles into the crust before I finally caught her. We cut that section out and the loaves still went to work with him.

My daughter had made a cake for her friend's mom and the cakes were cooling in the pans. I heard a yell from the kitchen "Rascal" and again she was in trouble. I came to see what she had done. I had to laugh, she had nibbled all around the top of both cakes. Needless to say my daughter was very upset and now was trying to figure out what to do. My response was "don't worry about it, once you ice the cakes no one will even know as long as you don't tell them." She was not at all happy with Rascal but she went ahead and proceeded with the plan.

Photo taken by me of Rascal Seal Point Siamese

Rascal Checking out Carbonated Water

Another one on Rascal's cute moments. It was fun to go and dig up all the photos of our Siamese. These are only our first two we had. Rascal lived to be 15 years and Freckles lived to be 18 years. I have since had others and still have 2 in my household now. One is 16 years and the other is 8 years. Some of their stories have been sad and definitely pulled on the heart strings. But still I can never imagine life without them.

Photo taken by me.

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