One day in 1970, my parents went out to buy a Siamese cat and came home with two. Siamese have been part of my life much of the time since. Today’s picture shows brothers Hershey (at the front) and Pushkin who were the first Siamese which ever belonged just to me. Sadly, Hershey died in July 2009, but Pushkin is still around, getting fur all over the place.
I’m lying on my bed feeling awful. Pushkin and Malteser have perched on the side of my ribcage and are snuggling me and purring comfortingly. This is why I love cats.
Today’s picture is from the archives. It’s lilac-point Pushkin just before we got married in October 1998. As a young man, he was the most athletic and skilled cat I’ve ever owned. Among other tricks, he not only retrieved like a dog (which Siamese often will), he would also catch small objects with his paws in mid-air and put them into his mouth before he landed. I wish I’d had a Flip camera then.
January 2nd’s photograph shows 14 year-old Pushkin as he is today.
Pushkin, who is 14 and would rather be asleep than posing for pointless photographs. At least we can see his beautiful blue eyes in this picture.
I need to work on getting my photographs in focus.
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