Sorus wrote:Siamese cats tend to have very strong opinions about things.
I have to qgree with that. And they are loud! Our two have conversations which are lo-o-ng. Theyre very smoochie and jealous of eachother as well. Feeding time is literally a meooooow fest. They get on great with our dog too. One of them more than the other (cat curled into dog in front of the fire tells me we are doing something right).
One time at the start of winter, I had an important early meeting to go to. So I was up and dressed in a freshly dry cleaned suit, and put on a new tie and new shoes and was shooing the cats up the back of the house to stop them from waking my wife as I was leaving. It was 5:30am and still dark outside, but I had some things to get squared away at the office before this meeting. Anyway, the cats werent happy with me because I didnt feed them and so I went out the door.
Now the night before, I didnt put my car in the garage but left it outside. There had been a seriously cold snap of weather, and there was a heavy frost on my windscreen. I went for the garden hose to wash down the frost, and the water was not coming out too well. I didn't realise the water had frozen up in the hose, and so when i gave the hose a shake and bit of a whip expecting to flip a twist or kink out of it, the hose cracked in about twenty places absolutely showering me in freezing cold water. I had to run through about 15 metres of ice water spray to turn the tap off. It drenched me to the bone.
I went back inside, had a warm shower, and went to put on my second best business outfit. I noticed that I had left my undies drawer open, and that the jocks which were all layed in there neatly and evenly had a large wet dot in the middle of the top pair. One of the cats had peed on my underpants and the urine had gone through about ten pairs of undies. There was one pair at the bottom of the pile which i thought was not affected and still dry. By this stage my wife was awake and laughing at me. Looking back, when I stood by the bed and made her sniff my undies to check for cat piss smell was pretty funny. I didn't want to turn up to a meeting smelling like a cat tray!
I eventually got dressed and made it to the meeting which went as well as I could have hoped for.
I never figured out which cat did the job in the undies drawer. But whoever it was certainly had a quick temper and serious opinion.
Never fight fair with a stranger, boy. You'll never get out of the jungle that way. - Arthur Miller