The Three Boys

We were catless. Our H had died at 13 years old and the house was empty and feeling forlorn. After having lived with Siamese for so long I wanted to continue with the breed and began the search for Siamese kittens. I was having a hard time locating any kittens when a friend said she had heard from another friend of a person who had had a pregnant cat a few weeks ago. Maybe the there were kittens now. So I called the person of the pregnant cat and found out, yes indeed her cat had given birth to four kittens. They were only three weeks old. I wanted to make sure I had a chance with these kittens so I asked if I could come over and see them, to show my intense interest. I was grilled with questions about my kitten worthiness and finally was invited to view, view only, the kittens. Rob and I drove an hour and a half for the viewing. We walked into a small kitchen that seemed to have a live cat on each and every surface. It was an enchanting vision for cat starved eyes. We had agreed that we would get two kittens, to “keep each other company” when we were at work. So we sat in that cat infested kitchen and chatted with Lynn for about 45 minutes before we were invited to see the kittens. We were lead into her bedroom. A pile of four mewing, eyes barely open, furry turtle like creatures were in the closet. Lynn said, “Go ahead and play with them as long as you like.” My jaw dropped in amazement, “But I thought you said we would not be able to handle them.” “Oh, I just wanted to be sure you were truly cat lovers.” We played and played. And agreed with Lynn to come back in about 5 weeks to select “our kittens”. Of the four, one looked like she would be a Lilac Point and Lynn said she was going to keep her, but the other three were available.

On the drive home, Rob asked me how we would know which to take. I told him when they were older we would have a better idea of their personalities. He was quiet a moment, then said, “If we choose two then one would be all alone, we’re just going to have to take all three!” I asked him if he knew what he was suggesting, but there was no moving him on this issue. So five weeks later we became the proud parents of THREE Siamese kittens!