One Is Never Enough
by Abby Geiger
(Montreal, QC, Canada)
Rascalbear, sitting pretty on his pink kitty pillow
I found your site while considering the possibility of getting another cat of the same breed as my beloved Rascalbear: a flame-point Siamese.
I find it interesting that there are a few other stories in here of people obtaining their flame-point Siamese cats by way of taking in a filthy, flea-bitten stray.
My Rascalbear was also a stray, found as a kitten under a dumpster. Thinking him to be an unusual blue-eyed gray cat, he was brought home and given a bath, where it was discovered he was actually white and ginger beneath.
I was not really in the market for a third cat in my small one-bedroom apartment, but as my other two cats did not eat him for lunch he was allowed to stay.
I could tell by his blue, crossed eyes that there was Siamese in him, but I discovered only years later that he was considered an actual breed called flame-point Siamese, with perhaps a touch of something else thrown in, based on his ginger body-striping and pure white left hind foot.
Smart, playful, and very talkative - he could even whisper! - he was a major attention-getter who would do anything for pats and play time. And he had a million nicknames that attested to his demanding personality: His Royal Hineyness and Giant Sucktapuss, to name just two!
I'm speaking in the past tense for a reason.
Rascalbear was euthanized at age 17 only one month ago, after a long struggle with chronic kidney failure and metastatic cancer that did not respond to chemo.
He was the love of my life as far as my many cats go. The pain of missing him cuts like a thousand desperate meows, and although I know I can never replace him, I would love to have another just like him. Or two!
You're welcome to read more about Rascalbear on my personal web site at www.abbygeiger.com. I blogged about him a few times during his illness, and I only wish I had thought to do so sooner, because there's a jillion funny stories to tell. Slowly, I will write them as well.
For those of you who still have them, hug your Siamese kitties and love them to bits! They truly are the awesomesauce of cats.
Reply from Caroline:
Abby, I'm so sorry for your loss - our Siamese cats do burrow deep into our psyche and their departure, especially after an illness like Rascalbear's, is always so hard.
I read your blog with a lump in my throat and tears in my eyes ... your pages about Rascalbear are beautifully written and I hope that you will write more about him over time. I'm so glad he was able to have his last little spell in the sun before he died.
Thanks so much for sharing your story and pictures, and I hope that you will, in time, find another Siamese cat (or two) to take Rascalbear's place. Flame Points do seem to have a special character all of their own.
New cats can never replace the previous ones, but they do bring their own special form of fun, love and energy into your life!
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