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My family has gotten three round-headed Siamese just by cruising the local shelters. The first one, a seal-pointed prince among cats originally found wandering stray in an Ikea parking lot, sadly passed away after three years due to hypertropic cardiomyopathy, a heart condition where the primary symptom is dropping dead. (This was after  had been spent on his cardiology appointments and he'd been entered in a blood study and everything). My mom was absolutely crushed and said she could never love a cat again...this lasted about two months before we adopted a bonded pair with every-so-slightly pointier faces and not a tooth between them, along with a fat black senior mog-cat who I have to admit was kind of a charity case. The two Siamese are chocolate point and blue point and both are clingy and vocal as hell, just to the breed standard. The little blue girl will sit outside of a certain room she dislikes and scream at us until we come out again. The chocolate boy sounds just like a billy goat and pooped all over my mom's lap the first time she held him.Can't recommend shelter Siamese highly enough. Just bide your time and the right one will present itself. hate hoot fucked around with this message at 00:31 on Jan 24, 2016 |
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