The vet helped me 'get' Siamese. I already had three strays and fully understood cats, so when Sam came, I had a few questions for him. Like, is she nuts? The vet laughed and it was clear he loved Siamese as he clued me in.
She's more of a people person than my other cats and even though she was a few months old, once we got out of bed after a month, she took control of the house and all the cats.
She has a hilarious sense of humor. Ambush is her favorite prank. She loves to sing in the bathtub and to retrieve things. She runs down the hallway to my office to let me know the microwave pinged and she generally is correct when whatever I put in the oven is ready and she squawks so loud that her ears have to lay down and her body recoils.
She's the boss around here. And you are right. I love my other cats, but Sam Don't Call Me Samantha The Siamese is the most dynamic, lively and loving pet I've had.
"Ambush is her favorite prank. She loves to sing in the bathtub and to retrieve things. She runs down the hallway to my office to let me know the microwave pinged..."
OMG, I'm in love. Sam's absolutely, show-stoppingly beautiful! Love her drapery bit. She looks very fetching in that pose, which I 'magine she knows. If she's half as smart as she looks, you really are in trouble. In a good way, that is.
My mouth fell open when I read about Sam's bathtub/hallway follies. Her stuff is quite similar to the antics Rhys specializes in. I often call him bathtub boy because he's had so many tub-time adventures. He cruises the edges whenever I soak. He's also bubble monitor, shampoo sniffer, jungle boy peek-a-boo shower curtain champ, and our executive loofa-lifter. Tub yowling is mandatory. No point exerting oneself anyplace else. Siamese are smart enough to establish where the best acoustics are and then they use them. A little vocalization and they're off to The Met, at least in their minds.
Hallways are an entirely different matter. It appears those manuevers require a much higher degree of difficulty, planning and stealth. Gotta jump from out of nowhere and blitz past both owners and all other meezers a minimum of once per day. Rhys also seems to believe surprise-jumping from the fifth step up the stairway to directly behind Taylor is a very good thing to do. Tay always bolts. Rhys always chases him, and soon a royal pretend-rumble is sure to follow.
I'm so glad your vet was able to help you with the Siamese learning curb. It exists, that's for sure. We all go through it.
Best to Sam from Elliott, Taylor and Rhys. Three very handsome "men" who would admire her I'm sure.