Timone was my first cat. He was born in March
1996. He is a Seal Point Siamese of show cat heritage. Slim and
slinky and very talkative he is the epitome of what a Siamese cat
should be. A few years later I decided to give him a Christmas
present to keep him company while I was out of town. I brought
home C-Fer, a chocolate point siamese cat of questionable
parentage. None too bright, fat and with a big round head he was
probably not even worth the 50 bucks I spent on him. Short on
looks he was very long on personality though.
Timone was mortified when I brought C-Fer home.
Another cat had invaded his domain and he was not impressed. He
ignored and treated me with distain for a least 2 weeks. C-Fer
was such a suckup and he immediately began ingratiating himself
with Timone. He was forgiven in a day or two and the 2 cats went
on to become the best of friends and constant companions for
years. I was eventually forgiven but the incident was never
forgotten. Timone ceased to be a friendly people loving cat. You
would get the feeling that he loved C-Fer but merely tolerated
humans. He no longer allowed himself to be brushed for more than
a few seconds, something he used to love endlessly and kept his
distance from everyone. But both cats had good qualities and we
just got used to things. Although they had vastly different
personalities they shared some things, such as a total
intolerance of other cats, and an apparently unbreakable rule
that humans were never, ever to be scratched or bitten on bare
skin under any circumstances. C-Fer seemed to bend the rules a
bit. Feet in socks could be nibbled a bit and feet under
bedclothes could fall prey to a Rottweiller-like bit through the
blankets.
In the summer of 2002 C-Fer disappeared one day,
we never found out what happened. I actually hope someone stole
him rather than think he may have suffered in an accident.
I thought Timone would be distraught, the cats
were inseparable for years but oddly enough he seemed OK. His
personality turned around 180 degrees. He became the most
affectionate cat of all, more so even than C-Fer. He loves to be
brushed again, has regained some playfulness even, always wants
to be up in your arms or lying on your legs while you watch TV
and sleeps in bed every night. First when C-Fer disappeared I was
certain that I would get another cat to keep Timone company but
now I am not so sure. He seems much happier now or at least he is
a much friendlier cat. As a fiercely territorial cat, Timone
taught C-Fer how to fight and C-Fer took over the job of keeping
all other felines away from the house. As Timone grew older and
more mellow , C-Fer's hugh size and love of scraping must have
become a pain in the ass for him. He would be sleeping or
relaxing and all of a sudden C-Fer would jump up and grab him by
the throat looking for a sparring partner. Timone most likely
just wanted to be left alone. C-Fer seemed to love the action
just for the sport or exercise and if he couldn't have a real
fight with a strange cat he would settle for playful round with
Timone. And strange cats were becoming increasingly rare, C-Fer
having driven off every one for blocks around. Although neutered
he never gave up his love of fighting. With his great size and
strength and unbelievable jaw-pressure combined with a skill
honed by years of sparring with Timone he feared no other cat and
was probably taking over his masters place as Top Cat. Maybe
Timone was glad to see him go, who knows! I think if I brought
another cat into the house now there would be no forgiveness this
time around.
