But if you’ve ever owned a Siamese cat...
Owned many. Well, actually, they owned me. They kept me safe. Best Security System ever.
On the matter of intuition, when I would often get a mental hankerin’ for a can of King Oskar Sardines (packed in oil), the thought would barely caress my mind when I would hear 3 Siamese cats jump off the bed upstairs and come racing down the stairs to assist me in eating them. I had to go into the basement to eat them. Their mind-reading abilities were uncanny...
Siamese are incredibly intuitive - and I speak as one who doesn’t particularly like owning them - mostly ‘cause they are really demanding creatures. Cats can be very good watchdogs - silent but alert. You just have to watch the signals to know what they are saying.
Their mind-reading abilities were uncanny...
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I had a black half-Siamese (his name was Ursus) — craziest cat ever — who did exactly the same thing! I KNOW Ursus could tell when I was thinking about having a snack. He would come running in from the next room! So it wasn’t just my body language. Having Ursus around the house was like having another human around ... just so much personality. Had him for nearly 20 years. Dang, I miss that mind-reading cat!!!
You didn’t share your sardines? We have four cats. Three of them feel entitled (those darned entitlements again) to examine and sample whatever we eat.