My aunt had a siamese cat like that. We were terrified of her (we were little kids). She would hide under furniture and when we walked by she would leap out and dig her claws into our ankles. What an awful cat!
He would leap up to the tops of doors in the house (leaving scratch marks with his hind claws, I might add) and lurk there, bracing himself by his front feet.
When unsuspecting people walked through the doorway, he would drop on them, with bloodcurdling Siamese howls.
We had to lock him up when we had company. Then we got the bloodcurdling howls, but no tackles.
She retrieves like mad. Passed her first obedience class with flying colors.
We met her dad while we were out training, so they posed for a father-daughter picture.
Unfortunately, she gave us a little surprise yesterday afternoon. Fortunately, we were equipped for it.
Ruby: "Better you than me, sis!"
