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Siamese cats are the players in this tale.

My name is Lily. At 9 months old I came to live at my forever home on December 5, 2020. Yes, in the year of the virus. As you might know I am a Siamese; chocolate point to be exact.

Not a picky eater and have no problem polishing off a whole tenderloin chicken piece, or a can of cat food. Need all that nutrition to keep playing and running through the house at break-neck speed to keep control of those crazy balls.

The pom-pom balls are my favorite toy, but haven’t quite figured out how to pick two of them up at one time. Shall keep trying!

I talk a lot, but they say I have a tiny little voice. Which apparently makes me very endearing to my happy people. They think they own me, but truth is, no one ever owns a cat. We will just let them pretend they do, so I can keep the snacks coming. They produce a lot of body heat which isn’t bad on a cold night.

My name is Lucy. At 4 months old I arrived at my forever home on January 17, 2021. I am a blue point Siamese. The other half of the Siamese duo, ready to monopolize our new home.

Playing it cool so they don’t have any idea how wild I can be. Making up with all my charm. Purring, flexing, and rubbing on my caretakers (as Lily said they don’t own us).

I am also a big eater like Lily and there is talk that our caretakers might have to resort to eating beans and pasta so we can have the finest cuts of meat.

For a little cat they say I have a big meow. Being cute and loving will compensate for the noise I make.

But first we have to set the stage before we become trouble, so they couldn’t possibly want to return us. I know they won’t because they are already love-struck. Siamese do that to people, with our little clown faces, can’t help but make you smile. We are smart and learn real fast.

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