Overall satisfaction


Acquired: Breeder (hobby breeder)

Gender: Female





Friendly with owners


Good with dogs




Appropriate vocalization






Easy to groom


Need for attention


Kiki the ever-nervous Lynx Point Siamese


Colorado Springs, Colorado, United States

Posted Feb 14, 2014

My son was just a baby when we got Kiki from a private hobbyist/casual breeder in Enid, Oklahoma. We picked her up when she was only eight weeks old. She was unique; in fact, she didn't look like any of the other cats in the litter. I didn't know at the time what kind of cat she was. I just knew I loved her coloring and her intense blue eyes.

Later on, I found out through the vet that Kiki was a Lynx Point. Growing up, my mom had owned several Siamese cats, but most were chocolate or blue points. Unlike some Siamese, Kiki wasn't cross-eyed. Her intense blue eyes did bounce around in their sockets a lot, though. The older she got, the worse the bouncing became. She did have the usual Siamese-like markings on her face and tail, however.

Although Kiki wasn't a social cat overall, it was more accurate to say she was selectively social. If she liked and trusted you, she'd come over and get on your lap. She might even let you pet her. However, if she decided she didn't like you, she would avoid you, never get on your lap, and act put out if you tried to pet her.

For some reason, she preferred males. It's not that she didn't like females, but if she had the choice between a man or a woman in the room, the man would get her attention first.

She kept herself well groomed and was generally good about going to the litter box. Since we added other cats to the home after she joined us, she would tolerate other animals, but kept her distance for the most part. As is the case with most Siamese, Kiki was vocal – especially if she was hungry, needed fresher water, or had anything else she wanted you to know. Her meow was clear and loud. Definitely hard to ignore!
Kiki lived to the ripe old age of 18 years. She passed away, peacefully and in her sleep, on September 11, 2009. By the time she died, she was thin and moved slowly. Her meow had grown rougher and crankier in tone, and she clung to my husband the most, coming to him first if she needed to communicate anything.

Kiki lived a good life. She also lived in several states, to boot. She took it all in stride, though. Although she could be standoffish at times and finicky about people and things, Kiki is greatly missed.

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