There is a Siamese – mixed cat in my family. When it was a kitten, it was one of the babies of our neighbor’s mother cat. It was the weakest one in the litter, so much so that the mother cat didn’t pay much attention to it. However, because it had white fur and blue eyes when it was little, it tricked my mom into taking it home. My mom fed it milk and doted on it as it grew up.
This was a few weeks after it came to our home. We fed it milk and doted on it, cooking whatever it liked to eat. We were so afraid that it would be malnourished and not grow up properly.
At this stage, this little girl was really clingy. If she didn’t see people for a while, she would meow heartbreakingly, as if she had been abandoned. We had to take her everywhere. She basically only slept when being held. It was almost like taking care of a baby. We had to coax her to sleep several times a day before we could put her down. The little bump on her nose was from being so naughty that she couldn’t stop in time and bumped into something.
Actually, looking at her face, we somewhat suspected that this little guy wasn’t a pure white cat. But my mom didn’t know the “horror” of the pointed – color trait. She thought, well, it’s white when it’s little, how could it turn black when it grows up… And then the “tragedy” began.
At this time, we still called her meowing. But a few weeks later, this cat got dirtier day by day… I knew we had received a “surprise package”. So we started calling her Xiao Xian.
This was probably several months after she came to our home. Hehe… My dad always said how this cat had grown dirty. A slovenly cat!
Well, at this stage, she was still a little follower. And her talkative nature gradually emerged. She meowed wherever she went, as if she had endless things to say. If you meowed at her, she would meow back at you several more times.
These pictures were probably taken when she was around one year old. Well, some “princess temper” started to show up. She was a bit bossy and a bit fierce in various ways. But she was still a talkative cat girl who only knew how to act cute. It seemed that around this time, this cat fell in love with “walking” her servants. Every night, she must drag her servants out for a walk, otherwise she could make a ruckus all night. Well, just like a dog, she would willingly put on the cat – walking rope and then pull us humans along… Of course, she walked in front and decided the direction. So this wasn’t walking the cat, this was the cat walking the servants. Uh…
This picture was taken when she was over one year old. Basically, all her colors had shown up. Well. The blue – eyed white cat in my mom’s heart was gone. My dad exclaimed that we had a slovenly cat that couldn’t be washed clean…
Even her personality started to fully emerge. At this time, when she didn’t want to be held, don’t you dare hold her. She would definitely meow as if being abused. She would call people to serve her food on time at mealtimes. When she was in a good mood, she would be a bit more gentle when acting cute…
These pictures show the various “cat – personality splits” that have occurred over the past few years. Well. One of the characteristics of Siamese cats is that their emotions are all shown on their faces, and she perfectly inherited this.
I don’t know where she got her domineering air. Clearly, she’s a female cat, but several outsiders said that we had a little tiger at home.
By the way, this cat extremely resists strangers. She hisses, yells, and dares to use her claws and teeth. She can’t be touched. Approaching her is like a death sentence.
Her “princess disease” has evolved. When she’s unhappy, she scolds her servants. Teach her a lesson when she does something wrong? How dare you! How dare you scold me?! She talks back in various ways. Sometimes when she does something wrong and you spank her butt, she actually hits the master back. She’s rebelling! Only in front of my dad, the head of the family, does this cat act differently. She’s extremely gentle, obedient, and doesn’t talk back, meowing softly. As for me and my mom, we are just at the servant level for cat – litter cleaning, cooking food, and buying food…
… Above is a recent photo. I actually suspect that she has evolved into a cat spirit…
Finally, here’s a picture of her looking like a steamed bun. By the way, I forgot to mention that this cat just had her 7 – year – old birthday.
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