I’ve had several requests to show pictures of my babies, Samson and Delilah. Well, here you go!
Samson
Delilah
They are rather camera-shy, so it’s difficult to get pictures of them.
Samson and Delilah came to me when they were about two years old. They had been owned by a family friend’s neighbor, an older woman we called Miss Ruth. Miss Ruth said she paid several hundred dollars for her “oriental cats.” Being single and not having many visitors, both cats were very shy. Miss Ruth never treated Sam and Dally like pets. She spoke to them kindly on occasion and fed them, however, they were nothing more than a pretty vase or piece of art to her.
Miss Ruth named Samson after the Biblical strongman. Delilah was named after the Biblical temptress Samson loved. I’m afraid I don’t know much about the story. I think Samson is the man whose strength came from his hair; if his hair was cut off he would lose his strength. But don’t quote me on that.
I would sometimes visit Miss Ruth and help her take care of some household chores. Sam and Dally, as she called them, slowly warmed up to me and began to let me pet them when I was there.
When Miss Ruth died, we were all very sad. She was very nice and lived near us for a long time. She didn’t have any family nearby, so I took Sam and Dally to stay with me to keep them until one of her family members could take them home.
None of Miss Ruth’s family wanted to take Sam and Dally. In a way I was disappointed; in another I was thrilled. Miss Ruth’s cousin told me that she would take them but she was allergic, and since Miss Ruth always talked about how much I liked them, would I want to keep them? Yes, yes, yes, of course!
And that is how Samson and Delilah came into my life. They were shy at first, but after socializing them with friends and family, they quickly became loving lapcats. Delilah is in love with my brother, Adam. She purrs like mad and rubs herself all over him when he visits. Adam and Sam enjoy ambushing and scaring one another. They’re like little kids.
Sam is all boy. He loves to play and act goofy. Dally is quite a lady and will cuddle with Sam but if he’s acting silly she’ll sit on top of the bookshelf and look down at him like he has lost his mind. Sam is BIG. Dally is petite and ladylike. They are both about four years old now. They are the loves of my life!
Oh yeah…Siamese cats are very vocal and have very strange-sounding meows. Here’s a YouTube video of a Siamese cat “talking,” this is what Sam and Dally sound like!
~ ~ ~ Jessie ~ ~ ~
