Goodbye Siam

I'm writing this to recognize the passing of my feline nephew Siam. He went by many names: The Lion of SiBo, His Royal Highness (and yes you'd have to bow), Si-Philly-I-Bo, Si-Saphine (sounds like Josephine), Si-Fi, The Craze Ball, Oocha-Gooch... (You'd have to hear them, not sure if I'm spelling them all correctly.) He was the strangest cat from the very beginning. Neko didn't like him very much at first... But Siam grew on him as you can see below. I think it would be safe to say that they were the best of friends.

Siam loved David so much, and David loved him a lot too. Siam was always in his lap or jumping on the table, or jumping into other people's laps. He was famous for tripping you up as you stumbled out of bed in the mornings. And most of the time he was the one who woke you up with his loud meows! Even though his front claws were removed he still acted like a 'normal' tough street cat. In fact he got into a cat fight once and came away with just a nick in his ear, which made him look all the more cooler and tougher. He would meow to go outside, or to come back in and when you'd open the door to let him do either he'd sit there to ponder if he really wanted to go out or in after all.

Siam loved bags! Paper bags, cloth bags, purses, boxes. Anything that he could jump into he would. Even if the bag, purse or box was too small for him. He never took any shit from the dogs in the family. He would swipe at them and put them in their place, despite the fact that he was a great deal smaller than them. He definitely ruled the house. He wasn't fond of driving though and on occasion actually pooped in the car. (Still sorry for that Brandy!)

I'm sorry I don't have more pictures of him. But I used what I have.

We love you Siam.

Rest in Peace.