Many of you cat lovers are laughing at this.

Right now as I type this, my cat is really letting me have it.  She has a meow that is incredibly versatile, depending on the circumstances.

The Wail:  Mau can mimic a child's cry.  Sometimes it is so cute and sometimes it is just creepy.

The Whine:  This is a tiny but drawn out meow.  It is really a hoot when it lasts a good few seconds.

The Grunt:  She will make this very short grunt when really annoyed.  Sometimes this follows with the expressive body language.  Jumping to my eye level, lifting her tail straight up in the air and showing me her brown starfish.  Good grief.

The Silent Meow:  When Mau opens her mouth to cry, but nothing comes out.  What in the hell does that mean?

These are just a few examples. 

Mau wakes me up every morning at 6.  If I don't get up and around right away, she will nibble on my nose.  Oh so cute, right?  If I do not respond, that nibble moves into a nip.

I roll out of bed to feed her and get on my Macbook to post on the blog.  If I bring my Mac back to bed with me as I did this morning, she starts losing it on me.

 As soon as the Diva is done with her breakfast, of course.

She knows when I am serious about getting up and she does this thing; she sits in the hall, lowers her eyelids and watches me make my bed like a grouchy mother.  "I told you to get up and make that bed over an hour ago!"   Sheesh.

Once the bed is made, she will shut up now.  For a minute or so.

If you have a cat that is Siamese, you know what I am talking about.  They yap and yap and yap and yap until you give them exactly what they want.  They want all of the time. 

Mau is a Siamese mix and with my crazy luck, she has inherited the Siamese mouth.

My IT genius/political guru neighbor was over the night working on my Mac and Mau was acting nutty as she does when a man is in the house.  The meowing was constant and I would let her outside, then let her inside, let her outside, then inside. 

Even my neighbor said, "That cat really doesn't know what she wants."

Oh she knows all right.  Attention.  Attention during every waking hour.  Well, unless she is napping, eating or watching me clean as if I am her minion and she is just making certain that I am doing the job correctly.

Why are we crazy about these independent, feisty and fickle creatures with attitudes? 

This morning as I am half asleep and trying to concentrate on writing this post, I am sure I don't know.  

So readers, if you are looking into adopting a Siamese or a cat with any amount of Siamese mix, know that these wonderful kitties are not really kitties at all.  They are needy dogs in the form of a cat.