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    would tell me long winded stories about the day
    That is the trait of the breed RCS they are a very vocal cat explaining just what it is they have done in their day which is usually not very much, but also what you have not done for them.
    Mine has the bad habit of dashing into my room jumping up on top of a prototype Ghillie jacket that was submitted to the ADF but did not get selected and hanging off it!!!!!! I just pick him off it and say No and get his disapproval voice.
    He follows me around like a puppy, if I go outside to do stuff he gets in his cat run or a beside a flyscreen door and meows quite loudly at wanting to attend the activity, sadly due to another side of his nature if he got out he is so scared of allot of things he would bolt and I'd never catch him.
    That side of his personality is legacy of the sod breeder he came from even now after 3 years with us showered in love and affection he will at times run and cower from us which upsets me greatly.

    My other Siamese I had in the early 80's remained perched on my shoulders like a scarf in public, rode down the front of my jacket when I rode my motorbike with his head out and the same when driving the car with his paws on the drivers sill and ones black face outside in the breeze.
    Sadly I changed my routine coming up the driveway one day, he ran from where he usually waited for me, I did not see him and ran him over to which he died in my arms, I was going through a bitter & messy divorce at that time, he was my companion to say I was heartbroken is an understatement.
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