Relaxing in the shower this morning, my mind wandered as it does.
We are getting a part Siamese in a few weeks time and I started thinking about the pure-bred Siamese cat I had many years ago and just how intelligent these cats are - and sneaky. Disney had it down to a "T" with the two Siamese in Lady and the Tramp
We got May-Li as a 12 week old kitten after all her vax had been completed.
We learnt very quickly that Siamese are different to other cats. Very different.
As anyone who has ever owned a Siamese will know, they come on heat earlier than other cats. We found this out when May-Li started calling - or should I say yelling to all the male cats in the neighbourhood that SHE was simply THE most beautiful cat in the universe. She was 5 months old.
Right in the middle of summer, we had to lock all the windows and make sure all the doors were closed. We didn't want a litter of unwanted kittens.
Now, a Siamese on heat is something else. I turned into our street and I could hear her calling at the top of her voice from 200 yards away, over the sound of my car engine. People would walk past, hear the noise and heaven forbid, I'm sure they thought we were murdering her.
An assault on the eardrums is an understatement. Suffice to say, as soon as she came out of heat (to the disappointment of numerous hopeful Toms lined up on our wall), to the vets she went.
The op went very well, no after problems - except May-Li refused to eat. The vets weren't overly concerned and said she would start eating when she felt like it.
Even after her stitches were out, still she wouldn't eat (or so we thought). I tried to tempt her with various titbits. She just turned her head away and looked sorry for herself.
On the verge of taking her back to the vet again, by now even my (ex) husband was getting very concerned, I fed the cats and May-Li just sat and looked sorry for herself on the worktop.
The thing was, she wasn't losing weight which you would expect from a cat that wasn't eating...
So...I decided to watch her. I went into the hallway and just stood out of sight of her and watched. I didn't have to wait long. After a furtive glance in my direction, she jumped down from the worktop, straight to her food bowl and started tucking in.
I let her eat her fill and waiting until she jumped back on the worktop and was washing her face and whiskers, obviously having enjoyed her meal.
"Enjoy that did you May-Li?" Well, if ever a cat looked guilty she did. She knew she'd been well and truly rumbled.
The sneaky minx had been eating all along. She was intelligent enough to play the sympathy card and milk it for all it was worth
After she was caught out, she was asking for food just as normal.
Intelligent? You bet they are
We are getting a part Siamese in a few weeks time and I started thinking about the pure-bred Siamese cat I had many years ago and just how intelligent these cats are - and sneaky. Disney had it down to a "T" with the two Siamese in Lady and the Tramp
We got May-Li as a 12 week old kitten after all her vax had been completed.
We learnt very quickly that Siamese are different to other cats. Very different.
As anyone who has ever owned a Siamese will know, they come on heat earlier than other cats. We found this out when May-Li started calling - or should I say yelling to all the male cats in the neighbourhood that SHE was simply THE most beautiful cat in the universe. She was 5 months old.
Right in the middle of summer, we had to lock all the windows and make sure all the doors were closed. We didn't want a litter of unwanted kittens.
Now, a Siamese on heat is something else. I turned into our street and I could hear her calling at the top of her voice from 200 yards away, over the sound of my car engine. People would walk past, hear the noise and heaven forbid, I'm sure they thought we were murdering her.
An assault on the eardrums is an understatement. Suffice to say, as soon as she came out of heat (to the disappointment of numerous hopeful Toms lined up on our wall), to the vets she went.
The op went very well, no after problems - except May-Li refused to eat. The vets weren't overly concerned and said she would start eating when she felt like it.
Even after her stitches were out, still she wouldn't eat (or so we thought). I tried to tempt her with various titbits. She just turned her head away and looked sorry for herself.
On the verge of taking her back to the vet again, by now even my (ex) husband was getting very concerned, I fed the cats and May-Li just sat and looked sorry for herself on the worktop.
The thing was, she wasn't losing weight which you would expect from a cat that wasn't eating...
So...I decided to watch her. I went into the hallway and just stood out of sight of her and watched. I didn't have to wait long. After a furtive glance in my direction, she jumped down from the worktop, straight to her food bowl and started tucking in.
I let her eat her fill and waiting until she jumped back on the worktop and was washing her face and whiskers, obviously having enjoyed her meal.
"Enjoy that did you May-Li?" Well, if ever a cat looked guilty she did. She knew she'd been well and truly rumbled.
The sneaky minx had been eating all along. She was intelligent enough to play the sympathy card and milk it for all it was worth
After she was caught out, she was asking for food just as normal.
Intelligent? You bet they are
