Traditional Siamese in Childhood

May 25, 2012 by Michael Broad

Traditional Siamese in Childhood

by Elisabeth
(Florida)

I still remember Silver, a traditional Siamese my parents got for us kids back in the 1960’s.

Sadly, they declawed him, but happily, they also neutered him. He was a Lilac Point, with the heavier (cuter, in my opinion) body type.

His name was Silver (
for his silvery points), and he was a little hellion… I SO loved him! I was 6 or 7 when they bought him.

Despite his de-clawing he would still catch birds, mice, chipmunks, and squirrels, and bring them into the house, often alive, which my mother simply HATED.

He also ate wool to excess. I remember one time, my father had an important dinner at our house for business, and Silver decided it was a good time to display my mother’s half-eaten girdle, dragging it down the stairs! Mom was mortified, of course, but luckily the “bosses” thought it was cute.

We’d often find little bites taken from the sleeves of our hand-knit wool sweaters, then find that same color of yarn in his cat box later!

He would allow us kids to dress him in doll-clothes and put him in our toy baby-carriage. He was a great cat! I still remember Silver with fondness. Wish I had a photo, but that was too long ago.

Elisabeth

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Jun 25, 2010
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Childhood Siamese
by: Lenore

My Mom had a siamese in the 1960’s, his name was ACP (short for Adam Clayton Powell) it was the civil right’s movement and my parents thought the name was appropriate.

ACP was an Applhead Siamese, he was the most vocal cat I had ever met. He used to chat with my mother in her kitchen while she cooked. She would ask him, “more cuman ACP?” “rarwl” he would say.

I remember the old Tom Jones song, What’s New Pussycat, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa and it used to make me think of ACP.

ACP was a real member of the family. When he had to use the bathroom, he would tell my mother and she would walk him to the front door. He would do his business outside and come back inside. ACP was just like that, it was the times and people let their cats outdoors. I don’t remember there being any FIV and diseases like that when I was a little girl growing up.

One day my mother let ACP outside to do his business and a huge dog was waiting for him and broke his back. My mom was hysterical and I clearly recall her sitting with him on a huge couch pillow in the living room until he took his last breaths.

R.I.P ACP, a traditional siamese memory.

Jun 25, 2010
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Childhood Siamese
by: Lenore

My Mom had a siamese in the 1960’s, his name was ACP (short for Adam Clayton Powell) it was the civil right’s movement and my parents thought the name was appropriate.

ACP was an Applhead Siamese, he was the most vocal cat I had ever met. He used to chat with my mother in her kitchen while she cooked. She would ask him, “more cuman ACP?” “rarwl” he would say.

I remember the old Tom Jones song, What’s New Pussycat, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa and it used to make me think of ACP.

ACP was a real member of the family. When he had to use the bathroom, he would tell my mother and she would walk him to the front door. He would do his business outside and come back inside. ACP was just like that, it was the times and people let their cats outdoors. I don’t remember there being any FIV and diseases like that when I was a little girl growing up.

One day my mother let ACP outside to do his business and a huge dog was waiting for him and broke his back. My mom was hysterical and I clearly recall her sitting with him on a huge couch pillow in the living room until he took his last breaths.

R.I.P ACP, a traditional siamese memory.

Jun 21, 2010
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In the 1960s
by: Michael

Hi Elizabeth, thanks for bringing back my memories of the ’60s.

My mother kept a Siamese cat in those days too. In England at that time, there was only one Siamese cat and it was the traditional Siamese cat or Applehead. For nearly everyone in the UK that is still the case. The cat fanciers tend to breed and keep Modern Siamese cats.

My mother’s Siamese was a classic Seal point. She had an allergy I think because she had itchy and crusty ears. The vet couldn’t fix the problem. I remember being distressed seeing her distressed.

That is the only memory that I have of her. My mother called her “Suki”. This was a typical Siamese cat name of the time.

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