We have four cats, the eldest of which is a fourteen year old siamese named Boukie. We acquired Boukie the summer after I graduated from Baylor, when I was working for Dr. Barkley's veterinary practice while searching for a full-time job in my career field.
Boukie, short for Sambuca (what can I say, it was back in the college days, which involved some occasional imbibing), has always been a talker. That's a typical siamese trait. They are verbal. Some think that siamese cats are sneaky or standoffish. Not Boukie. He's one of the first to greet strangers at the door, and is never to proud to curl up on an unknown lap. He will knead your leg and attempt to suck your ear if you let him (I never do, ewww!)
Boukie's most redeeming factor has been his excellence with children. He has a tolerance like no other feline. The twins snuggle him, they climb on him, and they're by far clumsy in nature. Yet Boukie never growls, hisses, or scratches at them. In fact, frequently I hear his loud, rumbling purr as he tends to his boys patiently, his wide blue eyes gleaming.
Boukie is the cat who is always there for companionship. Had a bad day? Boukie will be all too happy to warm your lap and your heart. He never turns down a snuggle session.
Why just look at him.
How can you not want to scoop him up for some love?