Thoughts on Lucy and Linus, the Siameses
What can I say about Lucy and Linus, my two Siamese cats? To me, they are my friends that give unconditional love, greet me when I get home, and keep me busy during the day demanding attention. I know I am not the boss of the house. The day has to start with major league back, neck, and even belly rubs! Demanding attention is one trait they share with other Siamese. However, contrary to what you often hear, Siamese are not aloof, rather they are very loving, but only to one person. Still, when visitors come to the door, the different personalities come out: Lucy ('Miss Adorable"), runs and hides, while Linus ("Mr. Personality") greets the newcomer at the door with all the affection of a beagle.
Linus is definitely the big male cat, a lilac point Siamese (almost totally white, except for grey typical Siamese points). He loves to chase his sister Lucy throughout the house, usually when she doesn't want it! He is somewhat a bully, but a loveable one. Linus particularly loves to play with yellow mailing box strings. Lucy, on the other hand, is a Seal - point mouser; toy mouse that is. She is an expert at ( cat) Olympic range jumps in the air to catch those mice! Linus is more of a bugster, but also stands steadfast at the window intimidating the local birds. I know when bug season comes because Linus begins to be on the prowl. But that just takes care of the "Play" part of the cat's trinity, "eat - sleep - play."
In the evening, you can usually find Lucy on my lap and Linus is snuggled up into the crook of my right arm. It doesn't get any better! Apart from eating, they end their day making up and sleeping together, a beautiful sight.
I often tell people that I was "raised" by Siamese cats. We had a Siamese named "Cheetah" when I was a toddler, who I can't remember, except for a watercolor painting my dad did of him. But starting with Sammee at the age of eight, I've never been without a Siamese in the family. Five years ago, I was looking for a pair of Siamese to follow in the tradition of (never replace) my beloved Boris and Natasha, and found it was very difficult to find Siamese cats, particularly with the traditional"apple head" as opposed to the new breeding "Lady and the Tramp" "Si and Am'· triangular style. I finally found a kindly woman in Philadelphia who raised apple-headed Siamese, through whom I obtained Linus (he was already named Linus!) and Lucy when they were ten weeks old.